Finally, the day of departure was upon Link.

   He had spent a little over two weeks with the Gerudo trading group at this point. They had departed from the oasis the other day and had begun to make their way to their next city, which happened to be on the way to Arbiter City. Seeán offered to take Link the rest of the way to the city outskirts with the Togekiss, and Link accepted her offer. He couldn't imagine anybody else escorting him.

   The evening before Link was to leave, once the group had set up camp for the night, everybody hosted a bonfire. Rafae had even dipped further into their food stocks than usual to make dinner a bit more special. With insistence from Hana's little sister, Link recounted another story, this one about how he and Luce encountered a den of wild Ursaring and their narrow escape. He didn't like having such a large audience, but most of the group seemed to enjoy it anyways.

   To Link's minor surprise, he felt sad that he would be leaving the trading group. Even if he had come to the conclusion that the group was trustworthy, the feelings were still foreign to him. He was sure Zelda and Resa would get a kick out of this once Link told them about all this. Them and everybody else in the group... Link would be so happy to see them again. Hopefully they hadn't left him behind.

   Morning came, and final preparations were being made as Link received one last examination from Aaira.

   "You're back to perfect health," the healer said, and Link gratefully got to his feet, stretching. It felt wonderful to not feel any aches or pains besides those from sleeping on the ground. "I hope you don't get yourself into a state like that again," Aaira said seriously. "If the infection you had then hadn't been treated when it had, you very well would have died."

   Link shrugged. It wasn't like he hadn't been avoiding death for the past twelve years, but he did appreciate her concern. It reminded him of Luce and Zelda. "I wouldn't count on that. Just two weeks before ya found me, I'd finished a month-long recovery from another scrap," he said.

   "I suppose it's simply the life of a Holder," Aaira said reluctantly.

   "But 'fore I go, I wanna say thanks for everythin', Aaira," Link said. "I'm glad ya took a chance on me, even if I fought ya every step of the way. And I'm sorry 'bout that too. I was just..." He took a breath. "I was just scared." There, he'd admitted it, even if it had been obvious before.

   Aaira gave him a sympathetic look. "That's quite all right, you don't have to apologize. It seems like you have figured out a few things, so I'm happy with that."

   Link was able to breathe a small sigh of relief hearing that. "But really, thanks. 'Course, I gotta say thanks to ya also, Stelle. A Trainer ain't complete without their partner." The Clefairy hummed happily, clearly happy to receive praise.

   Aaira grinned. "A healer has to be stubborn. How else would they deal with rowdy patients?" Link cracked a small smile as Aaira chuckled. "If you ever find yourself in eastern Gerudo again, I hope you come searching for us. I'd love to actually learn more about you than what little you told me already."

   That was a given. "I'll keep an eye out," Link said truthfully. He took the bag Aaira had given him, filled with enough supplies to last him a couple days if he rationed it, and he bid her farewell before leaving the tent for the last time.

   Outside near the edge of the camp, Hana and Iman had finished saddling up the Togekiss. Seeán was standing with them, talking. She smiled when she saw Link approaching. "Ya ready to go?" she asked, and he nodded. Besides Hana and Iman, nobody else was there to see them off. Link was fine with that since they had already said their goodbyes at the bonfire.

   "Have you flown on a Pokémon before?" Iman asked Link, who shook his head.

   "A Rito gave me a lift before, but that's it," he said.

   "Then I'll show you," Iman said. "Serene already knows where she's going, so all you need to know is how to hold on correctly." The lesson was quick and simple. Honestly, he could have figured it out himself, but he didn't see the point in telling her that after the fact.

   While the lesson took place, Link sensed the approach of another aura, one that confused him. He decided to not acknowledge it until Hana and Iman left, and by then Seeán had seen who it was. It was Najam, and under his arm he held something wrapped in a brown cloth.

   "What're ya doin' here?" Seeán asked icily.

   The boy stood beside a tent, looking as if he would duck behind it the moment he was spotted. But when he and Link made eye-contact, he didn't move. His tenseness was easy to pick up on. After not even coming near Link since they had their fight, now he
was suddenly here?

  "Vaba forgot to give you this, so I've come to give it to you instead." He held out the bundle to Link, who took it and unwrapped it. It was a forest-green tunic. For a second, he swore it had been the one Saria had given him, but upon closer inspection, that wasn't the case. The style of stitching was more intricate, the cloth of higher-quality. To Link's surprise, the inside of the tunic had been inlaid with a layer of scales woven into the cloth—Kommo-o scales. The fierce Dragon Pokémon were known for their high-quality scales and how they could be used for the creation of offensive and defensive commodities. And Aaira has seemingly crafted this tunic with these properties for Link. He was almost speechless.

   "T-tell her I said thanks, then," Link said, still amazed. Najam nodded but didn't move, rocking back and forth on his heels.

   "What else do you want?" Seeán asked.

   Najam shrugged, appearing indifferent even though hesitance flickered through his aura. "I'm just surprised that he's leaving. Guess I wanted to see if he was actually doing it." It was obvious he was lying.

   "Don't tell me you're lookin' for an apology or something," Seeán said. "After what ya said to Link?"

   Najam sighed, his shoulders slouching in defeat. "Then I'll ask this. Did you at least apologize to my vaba? You gave her a much harder time than me."

   Link nodded. "I did, 'specially after what she's done for me."

   Najam's brow furrowed, but he didn't say anything vitriolic. In spite of the look on his face, he seemed mostly content. "Then I'm satisfied with that," he said, turning away. "I'll see you later Seeán. Have a good flight." He began to walk away.

   As much as Link wanted to let Najam go, he knew he couldn't. "I'm sorry for hittin' ya," Link said. Najam stopped in his tracks and looked back, surprise clear on his face. "Ya heard me, so I ain't gonna say it again," Link affirmed more harshly. "I'm still pissed ya insulted my parents, but I'll 'pologize for that first thing. I probably would've insulted your parents right back, and I would've been a hypocrite for that."

   For a second, Najam looked self-satisfied, but then the slightest of smiles lifted the corners of his mouth. "Thanks, and... I apologize too. It's just difficult to not assume things based on what you've heard." That was an understatement, and both boys understood that. "Whatever you and the Holder of Wisdom are actually doing, I hope it'll help us," Najam continued. "All of us, like vaba said." He offered Link a quick wave, and with that, he left. Meanwhile, Seeán's jaw had dropped.

   "That's... I didn't think you'd apologize," she said. "This' proof I hardly know ya."

   "My fault for that," Link said. "I'll try to make it up to ya the next time I come 'ere. Dunno when, but I will."

   Somehow, Seeán seemed happier than she usually was. "I guess my persistence paid off." She jabbed a thumb at the waiting Togekiss. "So, should we head out?"

—~*~—

Zelda leaned back against the wall of the shack. She took a breath and selected an arrow from her quiver and grasped it firmly in her hand, summoning Nayru's essence as she did so. She sent a sliver of divine energy into the arrow before focusing. Making sure the energy remained in the arrow, she hurled it into the dirt floor where it stuck firmly. No energy escaped from the arrow as it flew. Seeing that, Zelda smiled.

   It had been two weeks since she and the others had arrived in Arbiter City. In a few more days, they would be leaving for Kakariko Village. Zelda still stubbornly held out hope that Link would come back to them, and it was because of her reassurances that the others believed the same.

   Luce, however, refused to think otherwise. The idea that Link was anything but alive didn't exist to her. When Fira wasn't talking to her, the Lucario spent all of her time either meditating or searching the outskirts with Haruo. That was the case at that moment, and it was just Zelda, Fira, and Resa in the shack.

   "Do you think we could go out to the desert flats for a bit?" Zelda asked as she retrieved the arrow.

   Resa shrugged her sashes. Perhaps when it gets later, she said, sounding unsure. You know we cannot leave this place abandoned.

   "People have been getting suspicious about why we're always in here, though," Zelda pointed out. "Or have I been misinterpreting the looks people have been giving us when we do go out? It's difficult to tell..."

   For their sake, hope it's the latter, Fira said as his eyes narrowed. He then glanced at the doorway and got to his feet, still staring at it. Zelda instantly grew concerned.

   "What's wrong? Do you sense any suspicious thoughts?" she asked, which then caught Resa's attention.

   Fira hesitated before responding, sounding unsure. Sort of. Luce and Haruo are returning for one. He looked pensive, then his eyes widened. You'll be surprised to hear this, but I'm picking up on... Link's thoughts as well.

   Zelda's heart leapt, and she bolted to her feet. "Link? A-are you sure?"

   Well, I don't know who else would be thinking about you and Luce so fondly, he said, still shocked. Zelda's face warmed, but fortunately nobody seemed to notice. It took all she had to not bolt out into the street, common sense keeping her where she stood. The trio waited with bated breath, a nervous excitement filling the air.

   First to enter the shack was Haruo, who was wearing the widest smile Zelda had seen from anyone in days. "You won't believe who we found wandering the southeast side," he said, holding the cloth aside so he could enter next, Luce practically clinging to him. Link.

   He looked different from when Zelda last saw him. His skin had achieved a noticeable tan, which had been shadowed until he removed the hood of his new cloak. He'd been given new gloves and boots as well, and his tunic also seemed to be different, though Zelda couldn't tell exactly how it was.

   In seconds, Zelda had crossed the room and embraced Link. He flinched for but a moment before hugging her back. "I can't believe it, you're here, you're actually back!" she exclaimed. "I've missed you so much..." More than anything, she felt overjoyed. She had been right, he had been right. No, they were both right.

   The pair separated, Zelda still grasping Link's shoulders as he gazed at her. "I've missed ya too," he said before looking at Resa and Fira. "Thanks for waitin' for me, everyone." While he resembled his old self, there was something distinctly different about him. His eyes had a softness in them that was shocking to see. It only made Zelda happier, and she hugged him more tightly.

   As Zelda swam in her relief, she hardly noticed Resa saying something to Haruo. The Sheikah left, to find Ena and Arata, Zelda guessed. It was just the five of them, like old times.

   When the initial joy died down, Zelda started becoming concerned, and for good reason. "You'd better tell us what happened to you right this second," she said. Luce nodded firmly in agreement, and Link sighed, looking surprisingly hesitant.

   "A-alright. It's kinda a long story, but I'm gonna ask what ya'll heard first."

   By saying that, it was you who broke out of the Ikana-Gerudo Fortress? Resa asked. We heard that a guard was found dead, and a trail of blood led out into the desert.

   "Ya didn't hear that wrong... it's the truth," he said.

   Link then told his story, which quickly went from shocking to horrifying. His treatment at the fortress, the guard's betrayal, Link killing her, him almost dying out in the desert afterwards after being stabbed. Each word twisted Zelda's heart tighter and tighter, and her biting her tongue was the only thing that kept her jaw from dropping. The only good thing that came out of hearing all this was the trading camp, and it seemed to be the same for Link.

   When he was done, he breathed a sharp sigh. "So... yeah, that's what happened. I'm back to perfect health, so there's nothin' left 'cept for some scars," he said, looking at Luce. His gaze then shifted to each person listening, eyes narrowing. "Well?" he asked. "Where's the scoldin'? I didn't exactly... act much like a hero durin' all this." He seemed a bit surprised when Luce patted his arm, shaking her head as a comforting growl rumbled in her throat.

   Luce is correct. You're not at fault, that guard made an attempt at your life, Resa agreed. You were only defending yourself.

   That didn't appear to comfort Link at all. "But I don't regret it, that's the thing. I could've just knocked her unconscious. Instead, I wanted her dead." He released another sigh through gritted teeth, his shoulders visibly tensing. "Thinkin' on it now... I get why she and the other guards were so pissed," a scowl tugged at his mouth, "but I still hate all of 'em. It ain't the right thing to think, I know, but I couldn't give less of a shit."

   That doesn't matter. The fact you're even showing remorse is good, Resa said warmly. And I'm happy that you accepted the camp's help, that's a remarkable step for you.

   Link relaxed somewhat, laughing dryly. "It wasn't like I had a choice. The healer kept me there no matter how much I fought, and I'm glad she did. Just everyone at the camp, I never thought..." He smiled a little. "How's this for shockin'? Ya weren't wrong with givin' 'em another chance, Zel." Zelda was struck wordless. Had she heard him correctly? Then he frowned. "Don't make me say it again."

  Yes, she had heard him correctly. She struggled to not grin like a fool as overwhelming feelings of self-satisfaction and happiness for Link overcame her. It was compounded even more when tears began to sting her eyes. Hylia, what was wrong with her? All she could do was nod while keeping her tears at bay. She was just happy that Link finally understood.

   "I'll say I'm relieved none of ya hate me for this," Link said. He then sank to the ground, propping his elbows atop his crossed legs and resting his head in his hands. "Can't believe I'm still wobbly after that flight. I'm hopin' we're leavin' tomorrow."

   We were actually planning on leaving in another few days. But now that you've returned, that may change, Resa said. Nothing of note has occurred with us since we split up, so it appears we're relatively safe here.

   "Now that's a word I've never heard used with this place," Link said. "It's just as bad as it was the first time Luce an' I came 'ere. Then again, if it were better, we wouldn't be able to lay low as easy."

   You're oddly correct about that, Resa said. Zelda could detect some tenseness from the Overseer, and she could wager a guess at what it was. She offered Resa a reassuring smile, glancing at Link. Resa's sashes curled up towards her hilt before unraveling. She knew what she was going to say. Courage, since it's just the five of us at the moment, I would like to tell you something, she said. This is going to sound strange, bringing it up out of nowhere, but it is about my past, who I was when I was alive.

   "What is it?" Link asked, now curious.

   Resa paused, her hesitance palpable. I'm sure you have been wondering what kind of person I was, and now... I believe I can tell you, she started. To start things off, when I was alive, I was a Gerudo.

   Complete silence. Zelda swore she could see Link's thoughts racing, the slightly dazed look in his eyes told her that was the case. She briefly worried how he would react, only for his expression to simply fall neutral after a minute or so.

   "Alright... I was wonderin' 'bout that, but now I know. Thanks, Resa," he said with a nod, smiling. "It don't matter that ya were a Gerudo, your spirit was hopefully the same as it is now, and it's a good spirit."

   Both Resa and Zelda were relieved by this. It was another sign that Zelda had heard him correctly, and if she weren't joy-exhausted by now, she would have felt it all over again. Thank you, Courage. You've truly lifted a weight from me. The Aegislash's sashes went limp, as if for emphasis. I hope what I'm going to tell you now will not change those thoughts.

   "If you're hidin' that you're a murderer or somethin', don't get worried 'bout that. You've shown ya ain't that person anymore," Link said.

   It's nothing like that, I can assure you! Resa said, waving her sashes. It more has to do with my... I suppose you would say it's my occupation. Like I had said when we were in Kakariko, I worked in Hyrule Castle. However, I was more than a mere servant or attendant to Queen Aveil. Hesitance stopped her again, then she said, The reason why my aura is so similar to hers is because... I am Queen Aveil. Or at least, I was before I died.

   Complete silence. The only sounds that could be heard were the conversations outside the shack and Zelda's heartbeat thudding in her ears. Did she hear Resa correctly? She almost would have thought that she had misheard if it weren't for the expressions of everyone around her. Complete shock, utter stupefaction.

   You were... Queen Aveil? Fira asked, his tone as disbelieving as Zelda felt. The meaning of that then truly struck Zelda. She was the previous queen of Hyrule, her son was Daemos. Zelda's breath hitched. Her son was Daemos.

   Yes, I was, Resa answered, her voice having become hollow. When I died, I was to rest peacefully like every other spirit. Instead, I was given a choice by the goddess Hylia. I had died mere minutes after the previous Aegislash Overseer had unexpectedly perished. Hylia was scrambling to craft a replacement, so she reached out to me. I took it without a second thought, even if I knew I was to give up my old life in order to do so. I'd left behind someone I shouldn't have, somebody even more precious than my partner Pokémon, so I had to go back.

   "Daemos," Link said flatly as Luce nodded in concurrence, and Zelda's heart jolted into her throat. "Ya came back for Daemos, didn't ya?"

   Resa didn't react, only continued speaking. He was just fifteen when I passed, I couldn't leave him in such an unstable world that I had helped create. I was the one who had truly tried to shift the opinions of everyone in this kingdom, I tried to unite everyone. Emotion began to leak back into her voice then, and it made Zelda's chest ache. Sorrow. B-but I failed because I fell ill and died.

   When Hylia offered me an opportunity to possibly help my son, I couldn't refuse it. Even if the Holders never clashed while I was an Overseer, I could live for a while longer knowing I'd have a possibility of helping him. And now I know I can help him, but he's crumbling day by day, being overtaken by that rotten power. The Holder of Power has always fallen to Wisdom and Courage, but I refuse to believe that will happen to my sweet Daemos. I will use what paltry power I have to see to it that he is spared.

   So she believed Daemos could be saved? It was no wonder that she never brought up the issue of taking Daemos' life previously.

   Being known as a Gerudo is one thing, being known as a failed queen is something else entirely. So while I clung to my reasoning for returning, I immersed myself completely in the role of Overseer Resa. To add to Zelda's mounting shock, Resa bowed to Zelda and the others. I deeply apologize for not revealing my true identity this whole time, a-and I apologize for failing you as your queen.

   Zelda's head was spinning, but she knew she had to say something. "Y-you don't have to apologize for anything, Overseer," she said cautiously. "It's not your fault that you died, and if I were in your position, I would have taken the role as well." Resa being Aveil somehow made perfect sense in Zelda's mind. The way she spoke, how she carried herself, her knowledge of Hyrule's languages as well as her having such strong sympathy for the Gerudo. It may have as easily pointed to a well-read Hylian or any other person, but to Zelda, all she could imagine was the former Hylian queen in Resa's place.

   It still does not excuse me not attempting to leave this kingdom in a better state, Resa said. If anything, becoming Overseer was my attempt to atone for what I've done, what I haven't done. Zelda was about to speak again, to try and convince Resa that she didn't need to bear such guilt, but someone else spoke first.

   "Zel's right, ya don't need to apologize."

   Everyone looked at Link, who now had his arms crossed, eyes narrowed in sternness. Courage, you... Resa trailed off, surprised.

   "Even with how ya let your role as Overseer take over for a bit, bits of Aveil slipped through, an' I liked what I saw," he said. "Ya tried to connect with me, even if it didn't benefit ya. Never thought a queen would try to do that, but ya did. A queen who can do that ain't a failure, 'cause ya actually care 'bout your subjects. An' I know jack shit 'bout politics or royalty, but when has a king or queen ever finished everythin' they wanted to do? Ya did all ya could, an' that should be enough."

   I... But... Resa sighed. Y-you're correct... she then agreed. If a monarch finished their tasks, there would be no need for a monarch. Zelda couldn't have said it better herself. I—Resa stopped herself, sighing. I would apologize for saying what I had, though I have a feeling none of you would want me to.

   "Nope," Link said. "An' if your son's like ya at all when he don't have Power... then I'll give 'im a second chance." Link met Zelda's eyes as he said this. Did that mean he no longer wanted to kill Daemos? If Resa objected, then that might have been why he opposed it now as well. But Zelda didn't believe that.

   Resa shook her sashes out, crossing them over herself like a standard Aegislash would. I appreciate that, Courage, from the bottom of my spirit, she said with another bow. If you insist, then I won't. I would prefer it if you still called me Resa, however.

   "All right, Overseer," Zelda said with a nod.

   Resa shook herself, miming a shaking head. Not Overseer, just Resa. I feel caught between my past self and how I am now, so I feel I should be neither. I'm simply Resa.

   "I've already been callin' ya that, so that works for me," Link said, shrugging playfully, and Resa laughed. It was a full, genuine laugh, one of warmth and free of sorrow. Zelda never thought she would hear such a thing from the Overseer. But this wasn't the Overseer, this was Resa.

   Thank you, Resa said, and Zelda swore she could hear a smile as Resa spoke.

—~*~—

A few hours later, the trio of Sheikah along with Murkrow returned. After a few words of greeting were exchanged, the group settled down to correct their plans over a simple meal. They decided to leave tomorrow evening so they would be traversing the desert at night. If they made good time, they would be back in the Eldin Highlands by early or mid-morning, and they wouldn't have to take the brunt of the desert sunlight. They also wanted to do this for another reason.

   It was obvious that the search for Link and Zelda would have only become more desperate, exasperated by Link's escape from the fortress. They would have to travel by night from then on, just for a marginally better chance of avoiding detection. It was fortunate that the Sheikah had members stationed in Hyrule Castle as well as Castle City, because they didn't know how they would be able to get close to the castle without being caught.

   As night fell, everybody settled down to rest. The shack was more than cramped by this point, but Zelda didn't mind, and Link didn't have any complaints, even if the slight irritation in his eyes said otherwise. It wouldn't be long until they could all get back out into nature, something Zelda had grown to appreciate.

   Zelda sat awake late that night, unable to sleep. After spending so much time being pent-up, she had too much energy to spare. Fira was beside her, out cold. She didn't mind being the only one awake besides Resa, feeling rather comforted and safe considering all things. It was because everyone was back together, she knew Link was alive. He was asleep across from her, back against the wall as he and Luce leaned against each other. It was a cute sight, one that made Zelda smile.

   Resa, meanwhile, hovered near the doorway, as still as a statue. Faint firelight filtering in through the shoddy door-covering made her blade spark and shimmer. She and Zelda spoke for a time a little while, but by now Resa surely thought Zelda had fallen asleep. Of course that wasn't the case, so the two continued to sit in silence as people walked by and spoke outside. A Rito and Goron conversed about pickpocketing and other petty theft while Ratatta and Dedenne chirped and scampered through the dust.

   Zelda was startled by Link jolting awake, his eyes snapping open as she muffled a squeak. Luce awoke as well, looking at her Trainer with worry. Frantically, Link looked about the shack, gaze eventually coming to rest on Resa as she was staring at him. "Oh, sorry," he whispered.

   Is everything okay? Resa asked.

   Link shrugged, sighing. "It was just a bad dream, nothin' else," he said, and Luce patted his shoulder. His shoulders slouched as residual tiredness pulled at him, and he rubbed his eyes. "Ya can—" He abruptly went silent, sitting up straight. Even in the dark of the room, Zelda could see that Link was trying to concentrate, and she grew concerned when Luce did the same, her eyes shining as she reached out with her senses. Slowly, Link's expression shifted from focused to disbelieving, and Luce began to growl. "That bastard, why's he here?" he muttered with wide eyes. Neither Zelda or Resa needed to say anything before he said, still in disbelief, "Ganondorf. He's here."

   It was like Zelda had been slapped across the face then and was sent recoiling. Again she found herself wondering if she had heard him right, but the look on his face cleared that up swiftly.

   Are you sure he's here, Courage? Resa asked sharply.

   Link nodded, giving Resa a grim look. "I never forget an aura, and his' somethin' special." Luce affirmed this with another quiet snarl, and her paws balled into fists. "There's only one other person with 'im though, an' I don't recognize 'em..."

   While her mind was racing with questions, Zelda stayed quiet and woke the others up. Only Fira gave her an issue, letting out a muffled bark while the Sheikah merely opened their eyes and bolted upright. It was like they had been pretending to sleep like Zelda. She filled them in through Fira's telepathy, and quickly they had their eyes trained on the door. They were all likely as baffled as Zelda was by this development, but concern kept them quiet. She couldn't believe how quickly the situation had changed.

   A few minutes passed in tense silence, nobody daring to move or speak. Faintly, Zelda could hear approaching footsteps, crunching in the dirt and pebbles. They were heavy footfalls, easily belonging to someone of great stature or weight. Closer and closer they drew. Link slowly reached for the Master Sword, and as if it were a signal, everyone else prepared their weapons.

   "Here, I think. I've seen the blonde Hylian woman and a Braxien coming in and out of this shack," the clipped voice of a Rito said. Zelda bit her tongue to hold back a curse. She shouldn't have thought that they would have gone unnoticed. "Now where's my payment?"

  "Sarqso," the unmistakable voice of the Gerudo general said. "And here you are." Then one person walked away.

   Resa looked to Link. I say we should invite him in, she said coldly. Link smirked at that. In one motion, he unsheathed the Master Sword and pushed the cloth blocking the doorway aside, pointing the blade at the general standing right outside the door. From where she stood, Zelda could see the look of grim acceptance on Ganondorf's face, not what she expected.

   "So we meet again, Illusion. I can already see how 'happy' you are to see me," he said.

   "Shut up," Link growled, tapping the blade's tip against Ganondorf's chest plate. "You're gonna tell me what the hell you're doin' here, and how ya found us."

   "I asked around. I figured if you were still in the Gerudo-Ikana area, you would hide out here. I'm sure you won't believe me if I say that I came alone, but it's the truth. I originally had no intentions of coming out here. Now as much as I despise saying this," he held out his hands, to Zelda's utter shock, "take me as your prisoner, since I expect nothing else from this scenario."

   Zelda's eyes narrowed. A prisoner? What was the general saying? He surely didn't mean it, he couldn't have, not everything that had transpired.

   Link choked on his response for a moment, but he quickly regained his composure. "I dunno what the hell you're playin' at, but alright," he said with a glare, stepping aside so Ganondorf could enter. "You're our prisoner."