Aidan raised a brow as he noticed Zelda lose her composure for the first time. Hearing her stammer and chuckle awkwardly was odd. "Princess things? No, I wouldn't know much about that, not being a princess." he smirked. "What's wrong? Frightened by the knowledge that your fiancée is a [i]trained assassin[/i]?" he said teasingly.

"My father insisted I be trained in the old Sheikah arts, both as a means of protecting myself and to preserve our culture. I'm part Sheikah if you couldn't tell from the eyes - my grandmother was a pureblood. The red-eyes themselves are a dominant genetic trait."