Zelda fell back into the pillows; the last of her strength had left her when the nurse retrieved the baby. "It's a boy." the lady said taking the babe to the small tub of herbs to wash away all the blood, the babe was a fighter to be sure that he was wrestling the cord from around his neck when he came out. The babe screamed as the nurse swaddled him and brought him to Zelda to be fed.
"Get it out of my sight." She said coldly too weak to turn away from it but she looked up at the ceiling rather than the spawn. "Get his father to feed him. Or can he not do that? I thought he could do whatever he wanted."
"Please m'lady! The babe will starve if it is not fed and there are no wet nurses in the castle."
"Let it. His father didn't think I would keep the result of my rape did he? Get rid of it."
"Please m'lady reconsider! The babe did nothing to you! Please we shall go to the castle town and find a wet nurse to feed him but he is hungry now."
"Get out!" Zelda screamed. Much to her chagrin the nurse left the babe in her arms before running out. "Damn her." Zelda whispered looking down at the crying baby. The goddesses certainly had themselves a good laugh when they made him. Zelda thought. The babe's hue of skin color was a few shades lighter than a Gerudo's thanks to Zelda's fair complexion. Blond fuzz covered his head, ha a blond Gerudo. His ears were smaller and less pointed than a Hylinian's, and his eyes… the goddesses would be cruel enough to give him his father's amber eyes. The babe didn't choose who his father would be, why should she hate it for being born. Zelda clenched her jaw as the babe ate with much greed having to switch him quite sure he would suck her dry before his first meal ended. The babe drooped against her chest once it was sated and started snoring softly; so, once it ate it passed out sounds like a Gerudo.
Zelda had annoyingly agreed to feed the baby. He ate like a warrior who thought each meal would be his last. He didn't seem to like anyone but Zelda handling him, regardless of what the laws thought, seventeen was too young an age to be birthing children. It was that a girl was of marrying age when she was sixteen and could start birthing when she was seventeen, ha Ganondorf must have been counting the days before he decided to attack. If he had done even a glance of research into Hylinian royal history he would find that women of royal blood were weak when it came to childbirth, her mother had died bearing her and to hear the nurses talk and to see all the blood on the floors and bed it was only by the grace of the goddesses that she hadn't died as well.
The babe grew quickly in the first few months and still after all the growing ate so much she had to sleep off the exhaustion of feeding him. Zelda felt kind of bad that she had to send it away, he was a sweet thing but just think of how he would be treated by the other nobles she mind as well kill him now. At least with the Gerudos he would be cared for. They might even treat him like a celebrity being the only boy birthed in the whole tribe. What was it? That only one boy was birthed in the tribe every hundred years, how the hell did that work? The man would have to live to be a hundred and get a woman pregnant and she doubted every Gerudo man lived that long, it was the duty of the man to replenish the tribe ha replenish, the books would use such a nice term to cover up what it really meant. Having sex with a different woman every night that's what was really happening. Was he that sick of the lifestyle, was he that picky that after having a choice between all those women he had to go and choose one from a different species all together and brutally rape her?
She should have seen it coming she should have fought back, she could have clawed at his face or kicked and bit him but she was paralyzed in fear unable to move. Pathetic that's what she was; she deserved it for being so foolish. Zelda slumped further into depression hoping that once the baby was gone, things would return to normal. She had to look on the bright side of things, that boy from the Kokiri would be coming tomorrow to give her the tribute each tribe would give every so often, she had only seen him once before. He was so handsome with his blond hair and those distant eyes. She blushed just thinking about it. She could offer him a room for the night when he came to get him to stay an extra day; after all, riding from the forest all the way to Hyrule castle wasn't a short journey. Today was the day the babe would be going away; he seemed to sense that and he fought back by screaming and kicking every time someone would try to take him out of her arms. If she tried to put him down he would scream and hold up his arms for her to pick him back up. She would have to wait until he went to sleep for the night.
The babe fought with all its might before finally giving way to sleep. Zelda handed him up to the messenger along with a note. The babe was wrapped in several layers of blankets and swaddles to keep it warm Zelda knew how cold the desert got at night. The messenger looked down at her as if she would change her mind. No, he had to grow up away from all the torture of court he had to grow up, free to do as he wishes without being held back, he might even get through to his father. The rider rode off at full speed the babe held close. The particular horse chosen for this ride was the fastest in the kingdom. it had been given to her by a farmer who said his horse had gotten loose and when she came back she was bulging with a baby; she must have met up with a Gerudo stallion, they were the fastest horses in all of Hyrule. The rider arrived in good time with the babe still asleep. Gerudos poured out of the stone fortress to see who it was. Guards lowered their weapons when Ganondorf came forward, looking as if he was just woken up, his hair was disheveled; he was still shirtless despite the bitter cold. "What are you doing here Hylinian?" He asked as the rider dismounted.
"A letter from the princess." He handed Ganondorf the scroll.
Ganondorf read it silently. "Ganondorf, here is your child I have fed it for the proper amount of time which a babe should feed off of its mother, since you were heartless and stupid enough to not consider consequences such as how it would be treated by the people or that I almost died bearing it makes me hope you will be a better father than you are a man. – Princess Zelda" Well well, the princess had kept it; a hybrid how amusing. The rider handed him the small bundle and remounted "oh and she told me to tell you to rot in hell." the rider smiled before riding off.
"What is it?" one of the women blurted out trying to see the small bundle.
Ganondorf pulled the small hood off the bundle to see two drowsy amber eyes looking back at him. "It's a boy." He said softly.