Link excuses herself, unsure of how to feel about all this.

Before Zelda could say anything, Link got out of the bed and said, "I'm sorry, excuse me," politely, then left the room to go to a nearby study. She sat in a chair, then just stood out into space. What had she just done? She was a man once, and she had just...on her princess! Who wasn't even a woman anymore! What had happened to them? Were they becoming so bestial that even their natural impulses were becoming feral and savage as well?

Though, she was **** to admit, she had done it consciously, of her own will. No one **** her to. And hadn't it been amazing? Why hadn't she gone farther?

No, that was her new form talking, Link thought, struggling to decide what was right or wrong.

What's wrong with your new form, though? After all, Zelda seemed to like yours. And you certainly appreciated his. He could be your servant, your attendant, ready to serve you at a moment's notice. After all, aren't you a more sensible choice of leader than him? Think of how intelligent you've become. You're ready to rule.