"Say, hey there! Young one! Up top! Above you! ...I was hoping perhaps you'd have a moment to talk... Aha! A Hylian! Yes, I knew it!"

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A rare day of peace in the kingdom.
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The morning sun spilled across Zora’s Domain like liquid gold, catching on the flowing waterfalls and scattering light into a thousand shimmering fragments. The air carried its usual chorus of rushing water and distant voices, calm and untroubled. It was, by all accounts, a peaceful day in Hyrule.

Prince Sidon stood near the edge of a high walkway, overlooking the vast expanse of water below. His posture was as proud as ever, shoulders back, chin lifted, his ever-present smile resting easily on his face. There was no urgency in it today, no sharpened edge of battle or burden—just a quiet, steady contentment.

He inhaled deeply, as though savoring the very rhythm of the domain itself.

For once, there were no looming threats pressing at the edges of his thoughts. No corrupted waters, no encroaching danger. Only the gentle pulse of daily life. Zora moved about below, their routines uninterrupted, their laughter occasionally rising above the sound of the falls. It was a reassuring sight, one he never took for granted.

Sidon shifted, resting his hands on his hips as he gazed out across the horizon where sky met water in a seamless blue embrace. His expression softened, not dimming, but settling into something more reflective. Peace, he knew, was not a constant state. It was something earned, protected, and—when fortunate—enjoyed.

A flicker of motion below caught his attention, and his eyes followed it idly, curiosity stirring in a quiet, unhurried way. There was always something happening in Hyrule, even on its calmest days. A new face, a passing traveler, a small ripple in an otherwise still current.

And Sidon, ever the prince, ever the guardian of his people, remained exactly where he was—watchful, composed, and ready should the tide decide to change.