"Naniarii..."
The Gerudo captain stood up slowly. She forced her golden eyes into the deep yellows of her King.
"Yes?" She hissed between her teeth. Ganondorf smirked.
"I assume Nazira's completed her training this year...?"
Naniarii fought the urge to spit into his lined, olive skinned face. How dare he bring her sister's name through his rotten lips?
"Yes..."
"Look at me when I'm talking to you, Naniarii."
Naniarii forced her eyes back into his once again. He was leering.
"Bring Nazira to me at once."
And she exploded.
"Fuck you!" The Gerudo captain hissed into Ganondorf's face. "As if I'd let you touch my sister...You're not worth the sand under a desert rat's remains.."
"You mean...the remains of this desert rat?"
"What are you-"
Slap.
Naniarii hit the ground, throwing a palm up to her cheek in surprise.
"You-"
"Stand up." The King whispered. He turned to a guard on his right. "Call Nazira to me... and as for you... you shall be hanged as soon as the celebration feast is over. See to her imprisonment," he addressed the two guards to his left.
They hesitated- Naniarii had trained them herself, years ago.
"Now." The King's words were like ice.
The two guards silently escorted a non-resistant Captain to the dungeons.
"Who is he to touch my sister?" Naniarii kicked a rock with her chained foot. "I'll be damned if he gets away with the shit he does to us.."
"Don't even bother," said one of the guards outside of the dungeon. "We've tried everything. We're no match for him. Just do what he says next time."
"Next time?" cried the other guard, who'd been fighting back tears. "He's going to have her hanged, Judana!"
"He's bluffing," said the other guard, sounding unsure. Naniarii rolled her eyes.
"The feast.." Judana sighed. Naniarii waved them away.
"Go ahead, enjoy yourselves. Don't worry about me."
The two guards nodded insecurely and walked away.
Naniarii rested her back against the stone wall of the cell.
What now...?