"Look, that weird old prophetess told us to wait until Link's through with the dungeon. If that requires you to sit quietly for a few minutes than so be it." he sighs. She lays back on the grass. Suddenly, she sits bolt upright.
"Wes? Did you feel that?" she whispers. Wesley stares at her uncomprehendingly.
"Feel what?" he asks. She stands up and looks around, as if searching for something.
"Something's... off. I can't really describe it. It's like... dark. Hot and cold at the same time. Something that makes me want to run away and... run towards it at the same time. Ancient, yet new to this world." Wes's expression changes from annoyance to concern.
"What are you talking about? You're starting to scare me..." She whirls about to face him.
"I'm not making this up! It's real!" She starts to walk the way Link went to get to the dungeon. "It's calling me..." Wesley puts a hand on her shoulder.
"You're going to go to something that you don't even know what it is? And you just described to be evil?" She pushes him off.
"What does it matter to you?" she snipes. Wes rushes in front of her, holds her at arm's length, and looks her in the eyes.
"Because I care about you." he says sternly. Marissa's heart starts beating faster. "If I didn't, I would have left a long time ago." Marissa searches his eyes for truth.
"Oh, Wes..." She leans in and kisses him. Wesley stumbles back, shocked. Marissa's face burns bright red, and Wes's matches. "Let's... uh... pretend that didn't happen..." she says quietly. Wesley nods, still fried. They walk to the dungeon in silence. Link has already figured out all the puzzles and unlocked all the doors, so finding him was fairly simple. They find Link in a large room, covered in bones and skeletons. Link stands, sword in hand, facing someone in a long, flowing cape.
"You dare not fight a demon." the person scoffs. Marissa's eyes widen.
"It's him..." she breathes. "He's the one causing that feeling..." Wes steps forward and summons a bow from his magic.
"Demon, huh? That's funny, 'cause I'm an angel." He hits the man square in the chest with one shot. "Don't mess with the Realm Travelers." Wes growls. The demon spots Marissa hiding in a corner and smiles.
"How nice to see you again, Your Highness." He smiles evilly, before disappearing in a cloud of smoke. Link bows to Wes.
"Nice shot." he comments. Wes nods in reply.
"Thanks. Way to clear the puzzles." The boys start discussing the dungeon and monsters, while Marissa stands alone. A cold fear grips her like being dunked in ice-water.
"'Your Highness'?" she breathes.
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