Barely a month has passed since you’ve been brought here. You’ve enjoyed the time you spent with Damijana, but your time with Ganondorf was… not the greatest. He would only glance for a moment, sneering in your direction as if ashamed of you. If you truly were Zavrina, he wouldn’t treat you like this. But you’re not her… You know you aren’t her. No matter what Mibarag or Dami said, you weren’t the princess of a dead species. What proof could they have aside from looks and answers that weren’t yours? You sigh, resting your head on your hands while one of the servants, a shadow-like Link,

You hold Dami close, hiding behind Link and Iveta as they place a hand over their weapons. “Heh. Don’t you know it’s rude to enter somebody’s home without permission? Then again, you have no problem of breaking and entering, ‘Hero’..” Link tightens his grip on his sword, clearly agitated by the comment. “Ah, and you’ve brought Captain Fletcher.. It’s been quite some time, hasn’t it..?” “Watch it, Ganondorf.. We’re not here to catch up on our past friendship.” Ganondorf chuckles, a low rumble that sends chills through you. “Is that any way to speak

You crouch down and pick up Dami, smiling down at her as she holds onto you. You spent a few days in Gerudo Valley with Iveta and Link, training with Damijana and the other Gerudo. Mibarag taught you everything you needed to know within the short time you remained here. Before you were planning to leave, Iveta spoke with her teacher about the plan to bring Dami with them to perhaps talk some sense into Ganondorf. She was reluctant, seeing that Dami’s training wasn’t complete, but she decided that as her ‘mother’, it would be best for the child to spend time with you. You got one last hour of training this morning to m

You slowly crouch to the ground, putting the child down as you stared. “I-I’m sorry, kid. I’m not-” The girl shook her head, not letting go. “I know my own momma when I see her..!” You look up at Link, mouthing ‘help’ to him. He crouches down and starts to reach a hand over to help get the girl off until two of the Gerudo point their swords at him. “Do not touch the child, newcomer..! Damijana, let go of the outsider and go back in.” Damijana looked up at one of the Gerudo, frowning. “But, Faunela.. It’s my momma. She’s come back.” She turns back to you, beam

You yanked on the chain that held your arm against the wall, grunting as it dug into your wrist. You just HAD to come back to Hyrule after letting the princess go.. What were you even THINKING?! You had been here for maybe two hours after saving Zelda, only to be caught and thrown into jail for your past crimes. So much for being a secret hero.. To make matters worse, you had no company other than a woman striding back and forth before your cell. She wasn't a guard, as you could tell from her lack of armor. She was wearing similar to what that Sheikah woman that took care of Zelda had, but she wasn't a Sheikah. She was clearly a Hylian.  Her