Zelda... Haggles.

Zelda took a step back, her padded boots not making a sound against the littered forest floor. “Now Midna,” She spoke slowly and deliberately, like a teacher wanting to get an important concept across. “Please calm down, you’re emotion is making you… unreasonable.”

Midna’s face burned, starkly contrasting her pale body. “Unreasonable!” She shrieked, her anger flared even more. Her voice bounce off of the trees, scaring off a flock of birds. “If you want me to march NAKED through your city streets, then you’re going to be marching right next to me!”

Midna huffed, having made her point. She shivered, as the heat was only concentrated on her face. The wind was picking up, and she felt goosebumps dot her long and pale back. She was putting on a brave face for the sake of getting what she wanted, but she was freezing all the while.

Zelda held up her hands in a calming gesture, though it did nothing to dissuade the nudist princess. “Now that’s not necessary, we could arrange for a carriage or a covered wagon to retrieve you. It’s not we’ll have to walk through the streets.” Zelda was hoping she wouldn’t have to go through with Midna’s ultimatum, and she was willing to put forward any proposal before relenting her clothes to the princess of twilight.

Midna shook her head, her hair swaying with the movement and brushing along the tops of her breasts. “No way princess, there’s no way I’m staying outside while you and Link go to get a cart to stuff me in! And besides…” She bent down, still covering her breasts with one arm. She grabbed a handful of dead leaves. With a flair for the dramatic, she held her hand above her head and dropped the dead leaves onto her body before they swiftly dematerialized. “Anything I cover myself with disappears! How do you know that the cart won’t disappear, or the covering of the wagon, how do you know that won’t just disappear the moment you pull it over me?!

Zelda looked as if she was taking breath to voice yet another argument, but Midna interrupted her before she could begin. “Face it Zelda! Either you strip down, or I’m not going with you!” She shouted, for once feeling like she had the final word.

Midna couldn't see Zelda’s face though her mask, but through the slit, she could see the contemplative look in her eyes.