[Zelda smiles, despite the awkwardness, the hand that once held a book beckoning Natsuru to follow as she turns out of the library. She would be quite the hypocrite if she were to find curiosity to be a troublesome trait to have, and given the wide range of mannerisms her various shinki have possessed over the course of her time in the Far Shore, she can hardly fault Natsuru as she figures out where she wants to stand on that scale.]
Come along, then. It is a bit of a walk, but not too far.
[The Princess leads Natsuru further down the spiral staircase that forms the spine of her underground temple, below the residential area and the library, until it bottoms out at a set of large stone doors. They look old, but not abandoned, clear of dust and cobwebs as Zelda pushes them open (is she really that strong, or do the doors recognize her as the temple's resident goddess?). What is revealed behind the doors is a shallow pond, slightly glowing with some magical light and surrounded by marbled columns. But what's likely to be more interesting are the little pink balls of light fluttering along on tiny wings around the water.]
In Hyrule, we would call this place a fairy fountain.
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Come along, then. It is a bit of a walk, but not too far.
[The Princess leads Natsuru further down the spiral staircase that forms the spine of her underground temple, below the residential area and the library, until it bottoms out at a set of large stone doors. They look old, but not abandoned, clear of dust and cobwebs as Zelda pushes them open (is she really that strong, or do the doors recognize her as the temple's resident goddess?). What is revealed behind the doors is a shallow pond, slightly glowing with some magical light and surrounded by marbled columns. But what's likely to be more interesting are the little pink balls of light fluttering along on tiny wings around the water.]
In Hyrule, we would call this place a fairy fountain.