ayyy i got the idea for role swapping ganon and link... idk. same triforce pieces though for them. idk man but. /shrug/ gerudo link is a cool and cute thing to me? lmao. enjoy!
i do not own the legend of zelda, only my writing and ideas.
"How could you do this to us, Sister Farore!? My chosen, being stuck with the Hero's Spirit!?"
"It is the best choice - for all we know, it could break the curse, Sister Din!"
"If you two are done arguing for once, Sister Din, Sister Farore; we must let fate run its course now. Sister Farore does have a point - though something tells me the cycle will only continue."
The cycle was endless, never remembered in the next life by their chosen; only remembered as the latest legend in the saving of Hyrule. The Goddesses had their chosen one; each bearing a piece of the Triforce. Courage, bestowed upon Farore's charge of the Hero's Spirit, reborn. Wisdom, blessed to Naryu's daughter, Hylia's newest incarnation. And Power, gifted to Din's chosen, the King of the Gerudo Tribe.
Not unusually so, the hatred within Din's chosen one; wrought upon him by Demise's curse and his very soul, would often result in the destruction, or near destruction, of Hyrule. Farore's charge would stop him, but only with the help of Naryu's daughter.
This was not Din's fault, and her beloved sisters knew this. There was no way to override the curse, no way to cleanse it from their chosen ones. But Farore had an idea this time. She could not, would not sit idly by as her charge suffered each and every incarnation! Her poor Hero, locked in the eternal battle with Demise's evil, wrought upon him by a curse from a petty demon who just did not understand when enough was enough. Her power over life itself allowed her to switch the bodies of Link and of Ganondorf before either were born, giving the Gerudo a new king and Hyrule a new potential hero.
This angered Din and Naryu. To switch Link and Ganondorf, yet still claim the now Gerudo-born child as her charge, was an outrage! Farore simply answered; "It's the right thing in the end." Din could only mutter curses and statements of she 'hoped it was', but a glimmer of hope for breaking the curse was in her eyes - and hidden within the depths of Naryu's as well.
The tanned Gerudo woman gave birth to a small boy, the first in a century. The announcement of a new king rang with a party, the tribe celebrating happily. The tiny baby was not even able to open his eyes just yet, but he already held such a regal and delicate face. Softly, his mother kissed his forehead; christening his name to the Goddesses - mostly Din, though Farore heard her plea.
"Almighty Goddess of the Sands, please bestow your benevolence upon my little king: my Link."
It was ten years later that Link would show the first signs of a benevolent king. An old mother was dying, and Link himself said prayers over her and held her hand as she passed into the Goddesses' hands. The funeral pyre was lit for the woman and the young king allowed her daughters to weep upon him as he gave them gentle comforts. It was he who led the most successful raids, he who took care of the dying and sick with his own two hands. It was King Link who built new homes after old ones were destroyed, King Link who let the Gerudo come and go from his own palace like home as they pleased. It was King Link who broke usual traditions, instead preferring to head ceremonies himself in order to prove that whilst being the only male of the Gerudo, he was but as mortal and as normal as they.
Seven rains passed under his benevolent rule; and the young king decided on a trip to Hyrule for assistance. The Gerudo were rationing water more thinly than before, and some women were having fits of delirium from lack of proper water. He would plead his aide to their king and princess in search of water. The trip would take five days, the messenger who went beforehand having passed him knowledge of a lake two days away. Taking only the worst off, they sipped only enough to wet their throats and fight off delirium before settling for the night.
The rest of their trek was comforted by their king's confidence in his ability to procure water provisions for his people. Upon being greeted into the castle, the young king made specific mention not to steal a single thing, lest they be punished. The first meet was quite entertaining, seeing as the King of Hyrule expected a towering man and instead found the Gerudo King to be just a small child, just barely of age.
The princess, however, seemed almost expectant of this, and greeted him kindly. As was Gerudo tradition, he kissed her fingers with the utmost gentility that he could muster. His guards, or so the princess assumed they were guards, did the same for the king. The young king parted his lips to speak, keeping himself humbly bowed.
"Your Majesty of Hyrule, I wish to negotiate over some assistance for my people with you. My name is King Link of the Gerudo Tribe, and I humbly ask this assistance in your glorious presence."
The king of Hyrule was taken aback at his manners, and gently nudged him upward despite the warning glances from the tanned women surrounding him. The young king stood, keeping his head humbly bowed. His people would be at this king's mercy, so humility must be shown.
"A surprisingly humble king of a bunch of thieves. Tomorrow we shall start the negotiations, then. For now, my lovely Princess Zelda, will you show King Link where he will be staying? You know the room."
"Yes, father."
The Gerudo women were instructed to become familiar with the town layout, but not to take a single thing without paying for it - this was for the Hylian king's benefit, of course. They left at their king's word, and Zelda began to show the young man around.
"I have wondered, your Majesty-"
"Please, your Highness, call me by name. I would much prefer only the humblest of terms from such beautiful lips."
She flushed, but steadfastly continued; "Link- how are your people housed? I presume the deserts are harder to build stable houses upon?"
He laughed - and she flushed more, feeling stupid as such a deep, rich laugh rang out of the gold-clad king.
"While not as extravagant or heavy as a Hylian home, our houses are stable and have foundations, yes. They are made of wood and cloth, excluding my home - built many centuries ago, it is made of great stone and marble, carved elegantly. I do not keep it all to myself, for if a house burns or breaks down, until a new one is made my people can stay in my own home. I allow people to come and go from my home as they please."
"That is very generous of you, your Maj- ... Link. My apologies, it is strange to call one of noble blood by name. If I am to call you Link, then you should call me Zelda."
The young king bowed humbly. "But you see, your Highness, I am not worthy enough to even know your name on such an intimate level."
Childishly, the princess stamped her foot lightly into the ground, a pout crossing her features. The sight made another laugh come from the young king, her pout growing.
"But it's not exactly fair..!"
"Alright alright, Zelda. If that is what you wish."
The sound of her name made her flush lightly, but soon she regained her dignified composure.
"Well then, Link- shall I show you to you room? You must be tired from such a long journey."
"I am more concerned for my people than I am tired," came the soft reply. Her white fingers hesitated for a mere moment, before lightly grasping tan ones instead.
"You are a humble and noble king. The Gerudo are lucky to have you as their king, Link. I will do all it is in my power to persuade father to assist you."
A smile spread across his lips at the determination in her tone, and Link let off a soft laugh.
"You are a wise and kind princess, Zelda. I would be forever in your debt."
Slyly, she quipped; "With interest?"
Rolling surprisingly blue eyes, he grinned. "With interest."
please r&r with critiques, what you like / dislike, ect. new chapter should be up as soon as i can get it, seeing as i'm doing this from a really dumb touch screen phone lmao. thanks in advance! see ya next time.