Attempt to woo her by speaking from the heart.

Zelda's brow was furrowed as she looked over the enchanted map, showing troop movements to her in real time. It made no sense, she had thought that Ganon would surely have no forces left after the Gerudo had left his side to pledge themselves to serving Link. But somehow he had a seemingly inexhaustible supply of monstrous creatures and malicious spirits he had fallen back on, with which to **** the kingdom. Her soldiers could hold their own, but without a brilliant strategy or a miraculous break, the war was on a knife edge, with certain doom always far too close for comfort.

She stared at the map, as she often spent hours staring, trying to will an answer out of the aether. Yet the Triforce of wisdom that had imprinted itself above her tight, pink pussy remained inert, unable or even unwilling to grant her the answer.

The door to her tent opened. She turned, to see the handsome, youthful face of the reincarnated goddesses champion. In her chest, her heart fluttered and her womanly nether lips moistened. His body was packed with lithe, agile muscle, and she could see the bulge of her heroes huge weapon beneath his tunic. She fought to control her breath, to keep from her massively ample bosom heaving just from the sight of him. She managed to keep her composure and speak to him as a commander to her greatest soldier. "Link. Did you wish to discuss something?"

"Hyaah! Hutt Ha! Kyaah hyet jum jum haaa!"