Wait a minute, Mr. Postman.
(OOC: The following references this thread and the nine-part love poem sent therein. Also, considering the fact that there are now five different Zeldas in this strange Hyrule, this particular one has decided to encourage people to address her as Jewel, which was a nickname her father gave her as a child. It helps cut down on the confusion. So I refer to her that way in the post as well.)
Jewel stands at the long wooden table in the little inn that she has come to regard as home-away-from-home. Nine sheets of parchment line the table, and she methodically reads and rereads each until she practically has their content memorized.
It is a love poem.
The idea that someone in this unfamiliar environment would send her a love poem is simply amazing to her. She tries to imagine who her 'secret admirer' could possibly be, rejecting some possibilities at once; for example, it can't be Blue, whose heart is already claimed (and who is much too young for her anyway). It's unlikely to be some of the other male residents for the simple fact that she has never spoken to them, although she supposes they might have seen her. It's almost certainly not one of the other Zeldas, as that would be entirely too weird even for this place.
She continues to study the pages, as though hoping some sort of clue will miraculously appear.
Jewel stands at the long wooden table in the little inn that she has come to regard as home-away-from-home. Nine sheets of parchment line the table, and she methodically reads and rereads each until she practically has their content memorized.
It is a love poem.
The idea that someone in this unfamiliar environment would send her a love poem is simply amazing to her. She tries to imagine who her 'secret admirer' could possibly be, rejecting some possibilities at once; for example, it can't be Blue, whose heart is already claimed (and who is much too young for her anyway). It's unlikely to be some of the other male residents for the simple fact that she has never spoken to them, although she supposes they might have seen her. It's almost certainly not one of the other Zeldas, as that would be entirely too weird even for this place.
She continues to study the pages, as though hoping some sort of clue will miraculously appear.