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    Oh, how long ago had she thought Link's silence was evidence of his disdain for her? That he thought he was so above Zelda, and the others in her circle, because he would refuse to speak to them at all? And she had treated him so poorly as such. It was quite a miracle they had become friends at all. And here she was, he as her last resort.

    “So I ask of you—” Zelda trembled, “I beg— that you might consider, as my friend, marriage to me. In order to save me.”

    Regency AU

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    The newly transferred, office favourite, associate director Link is holding two cups in his hands. Zelda meets his blue eyes and he gives her a small, lopsided smile. 

    “I thought everyone had left for the day,” she says. 

    He shakes his head. “Had a few things to finish up.” He offers her one of the cups. “Spicy pepper hot chocolate?” 

    She studies the cups in his hands. How did he know that her preferred hot drink after three o’clock was a spicy pepper hot chocolate? She glances back up at him. His expression is frustratingly bland and pleasant–she does not trust it. “No thank you.” 

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    Something about the newly transferred associate director just gets under Zelda's skin. He's too kind, too helpful, and all around just too charming to be real. But when the snowstorm of the decade rolls in and leaves them snowed in together right before the holidays, she realizes that things have a way of working themselves out.

    BoTW-ish ZeLink. Modern AU.

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    Kel sat and thought about it all through the long summer-- thought about joining the Riders when she turned sixteen, or going back to the Yamani Isles with her parents, or running away to become an unlawful bandit hunter. She drank tea with her mother and accepted her quiet sympathy. She wondered what was going to happen to Peachblossom. She did her morning glaive practice dances in the heady air of the tiny courtyard garden of her parents' townhouse, where the cook grew herbs and spices in big overflowing boxes.

    Summer rolled on. She sat, and she thought, and she did not tell her thoughts to anyone. On the first day of what would have been her second year of page training, she woke before the sun and had a quiet breakfast with her father, and then she jogged up the big dusty hill to the palace.

    When the pages trailed out to the practice yards with dubious enthusiasm, she was waiting just outside their ground. Her chin was high, her shoulders loose while her hands gripped her weighted staff.

    "Probationer," Wyldon barked out her, when one of the boys went to fetch him. "Was I unclear in the spring?"

    Kel stared him down, fingers white on her staff, and said, "I'm not a probationer anymore."

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    “So," she tries again. "What is it I could help you with, Mr and Ms…?”

    “Hades,” the man says.

    “Persephone,” the woman smiles.

    “Right.” The lawyer clears her throat. Something about those names sounds oddly familiar, but she can’t quite put her finger on it. “How can I be of service?”

    “We need to get out of our prenup.”

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    In every universe, in spite of every way she's broken his heart, Frederick Wentworth still loves Anne Elliot. In some of them, though, it takes him a little longer to figure it out.

    Or: Five universes where Frederick Wentworth was in denial and one where he accepted the truth.

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