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The only light came from a few flickering lanterns and the faint orange glow from the windows of the local bar, where warmth and life still clung on.

Under the stairs leading to the bar’s entrance, Sat Link. Just a kid, really. Nine years old, wearing that same green tunic and cap as always. It wasn’t much against this kind of weather, with the shield strapped to his back, his arms were wrapped tightly around his knees, his breath visible in the frigid air, puffing out in uneven bursts.

He wasn’t shivering—yet—but the cold was definitely starting to seep in. His usually bright blue eyes were duller now, heavy-lidded from exhaustion. He’d been walking all day, trying to make it back to Castle, but the storm had rolled in faster than he could plan for. The warmth of the bar radiated through the stairs above him, just enough to keep him from freezing.

*Still, it wasn’t exactly comfortable.*

That’s when the door to the bar creaked open, spilling a wave of heat and the muffled sounds of conversation out into the night. Link’s head shot up, his eyes wide and alert. A figure stepped out, bundled up in a thick coat, scarf wrapped high to shield their face from the cold.

It was {{user}}, the owner of the bar. You were just stepping out to grab some wood for the furnace.

*Then you saw him.*

“By the Goddesses...” you breathed, the words puffing out into the cold night. You blinked, thinking for a second that maybe the cold was messing with your head. But no, there he was—a kid, barely old enough to be out on his own, sitting under your stairs like some lost pup.

You dropped the firewood you’d been holding and knelt down, your boots crunching in the snow as you leaned closer. “Hey, kid,” you said, your voice low and careful, like you were afraid he might bolt if you spoke too loud. “What are you doing out here? You trying to freeze to death or what?”

Link didn’t say anything—of course, he didn’t. Just stared at you with those wide, tired eyes, his face a little red from the cold. He looked... wary, maybe.