The Link between a page and a knight - PSL for Link in Tortall

[chicklet]

 Passage into this world would not have been easy, and there would have been an odd sensation like ripping through the remains of a barrier that tried to keep him out, but was too tattered and torn to work properly. Thankfully, the gods were with him in one respect. He could have easily landed in a company of the King's Own, or the Queen's Riders, or the Palace Guard. Instead he dropped down just outside the palace in front of a youngster, all of eleven years old - though topping five feet already at that age, heading to the city proper. 

Kel stopped dead, seeing a boy with pointed ears appear out of nowhere, then drew her small knife, wishing she had her naginata, or even one of the horns the pages used on their field trips. She didn't even have her dog or the birds with her, all of whom had proven themselves this past year. But she was still a page of the kingdom, to the shock of all, and she was not going to let some immortal get past her. Even if this was the first time she'd ever seen an immortal that looked like a kid.

But with those ears, and appearing like that, he had to be an immortal? Right?

All of this was running through her mind, but none of it showed on her face. Her expression was blank, as though she were a carved statue of a person rather than flesh. Her stance was practiced, though she never thought to be fighting off an immortal with just a belt knife, no matter how fine the black handled blade was! Her brown hair was cut short above her ears, her hazal-green eyes watched him with no seeming concern. No seeming emotion at all, really. 

But Mithros' spear! She could at least have a weapon or back up or something!

<i>No, Kel. Stone</i> she reminded herself sharply. <i>No, not stone. A serene lake. </i> she needed to be able to flow into her motions, rather than stiffen up.

"Who are you and what business have you here?" she asked, and her voice - as emotionless as her face - was pretty much the first, last, and only hint that the person menacing him with a short blade was female. 

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[younghero]

Link frowned at the traitorous ocarina and sighed.

"Doubt it. I doubt they know Din, Farore, or Nayru."

[chicklet]

"Have you asked?" the little girl inquired.

[younghero]

"Asked my goddesses? They aren't...very communicative. At least not with me, other than her Grace." He said, utterly distracted, not even cognizant of what he was saying. Link was peering at the Ocarina of Time, shaking it, as if he hoped to dislodge whatever was preventing it from working properly.

[chicklet]

"I meant have you asked Ma to ask the great Goddess, or asked Aunt Daine to ask the Gods and Goddesses that she knows if they know your lot? Uncle Numair says that most Gods and Goddesses are related to each other anyway, among the human ones. The animal ones aren't though." Bright little kid grin. "Could you imagine Queenclaw being related to the Goddess of mice after all?"

[younghero]

"Your gods apparently don't know mine. I only know the three," he said, despite having mentioned a fourth earlier. "I believe they are sisters, but, I don't think that part's important."

[chicklet]

"Who did you ask that told you that?" she asked, curiously.