Princess Zelda

We traveled every week to Hyrule's castle to sit with the king and his subjects, endure their strange, lavish life style, so that the false treaty that the king had become so excited for could be discussed. I kept quite occupied, indulging in Ganondorf's intellect as he wound the king around his finger ever tighter.

My favorite part was our travel home, where we would discuss our anger at the Hylians, and he would bestow more knowledge on me about the legends of Hyrule, and of Gerudo. I was surprised to learn there was much I did not know. I began to dream of the day that we wouldn't have to cart jugs to the lake and fill up on water before we were caught stealing from the Zora. I always had hope that day was possible, but now I believed that day was within reach.

We closed our fifth weekly visit to Hyrule. I was exhausted, with what was going on back home, which I will talk about soon. While the conversation between the kings were always civil, the discussion of fair trade seemed to be never ending. The problem? The only good we had to offer was bottled sand, and we couldn't even supply the glass bottle. We had been abandoned by civilization. Our way was strength, and power, and if you were weak you died. Ganondorf and the King of Hyrule realized that transitioning the Gerudo into a peaceful life, with all good intentions, would be a long process. The positive? We worked hard for everything we owned, so we were willing to work in Hyrule to earn our place. At least, that's what Ganondorf claimed. I had to fight off a grin at his countless convincing lies.

Unfortunately, I spent most of that visit fighting my gaze from drifting to the princess in pink, Zelda. It was the first time she was there to witness the negotiations. Oh, she was so young and innocent, but her bright, sky blue eyes were filled with melancholy, and the burdens of the world. She absorbed more from their meeting than I could comprehend. The princess did more than listen, she watched their gestures, and listened to their inflections. She was on the edge of her seat. I was on pins and needles, because I had this gut wrenching feeling she was reading between the lies.

"You're lying," Zelda suddenly blurted out.

"What?" I shot back out of surprise.

Ganondorf was so slick, I hated him. "My lady, I'm injured by your words. When have I been anything less than honest?"

See? Whatever.

"Zelda, that is no way to treat our guest," her father scolded her.

She stood up, but she was the same height standing as sitting. "I apologize, I mean no disrespect, but I do not believe that you are here on honest terms, Lord Ganondorf. I have seen your true intentions in my dreams, and I cannot allow this negotiation to continue."

I remember thinking, that for such a young girl, her vocabulary was broad. I probably should have figured then she would get the Triforce of Wisdom, if I'd known more about the Triforce, anyway.

"Father, you cannot continue with this farce of a negotiation," she pleaded.

The King of Hyrule said sternly, "This is our chance at peace, Zelda. If you cannot see and accept that, you must leave, immediately."

"Can't you see that Ganondorf was born a villain?" she countered.

But, they were both surprised to hear Ganondorf start laughing gently, as if someone had just told him a mild mannered joke. To explain his laughter, he said, "My dear, villains are not born, they are created. Believe me, we are tired of stealing, of dying. This is the only way for my people to avoid going extinct. I come with no ill intent, only peace."

"That's what you keep saying. The more you say it, the less I believe it. Father, he will bring darkness to this land, you must believe me."

"What a wild imagination she has," I joked.

"Please, Zelda, leave. You are embarrassing yourself," the king begged.

She gave him the ugliest glare I had ever seen and said, "If you don't believe me, then I will find someone who will," and stomped away.

Ganondorf ensured the king was well aware that he was not at all insulted by Zelda's outburst, and that he thought she was actually an intelligent girl. It was these words he choked on the most, because he was furious that she tried to unmask him.