A woman that seemed vaguely Gerudo, with bright red hair and skin that was the darker than the average Hylian's, sat beside two other women. She was looking at the one whose hair could have been the fields of Hyrule, seemingly wishing to start a conversation. The third woman, who's hair rivalled the brilliant hue of Lake Hylia, decided to open up the conversation, "Din, you've been staring. Is there something on your mind?"
The Gerudo like woman, Din, sighed, answering, "I know this kind of flies in the face of what we usually do, but I was hoping, maybe, Power and Courage could switch places."
The green haired woman looked confused, "What do you mean by 'switch places?' You want us to direct... his spirit into Courage this time?"
"No!" Din quickly proclaimed, flustered, "No, I still want him in Power." Her words seemed to cause a frown on the face of the blue haired woman, though Din didn't notice. "What I mean," she continued, "Is that I'd like to have Power be a Hylian this time around, and for Courage to be a Gerudo."
The green haired one seemed unsure, and turned to the blue haired one, "I don't know, it's so unusual. Should we, Nayru?
"I don't see why we couldn't," the one now known as Nayru answered, "and it would be interesting to see."
Din smiled as the the green haired woman nodded and spoke, "Alright, the next Gerudo King will bear the Triforce of Courage and the Spirit of the Hero."
"Farore," Nayru spoke to the green haired woman, "Can you leave Din and I for a moment? I wish to still talk to her."
Farore nodded, slipping out of the room. "I know what you want to talk to me about," Din spoke, "It's about... him, isn't it?"
"Din, it's unhealthy to hold on this long, he betrayed you!" Nayru exclaimed.
"I know," she answered quietly, "I know Nayru. I know he was evil. I know he betrayed me. I've known that since the moment he did so. I know I probably should have seen it coming, but I didn't. I was an idiot, okay? Is that what you want to hear?" Din's voice was escalating with her anger, "I, Din, the Goddess of Power, was an idiot in love. I am not as smart as my sister Nayru, the fucking Goddess of Wisdom! I was in love with the Demon King Demise, and he betrayed me and I know that! I know I was a damn fool! And I know I'm still a damn fool because I still feel for the bastard!"
Nayru, as kindly as she could, wrapped her arms around her sister, enveloping her in a tight embrace. "It's alright Din," she murmured softly, "It's alright. Everything's going to be ok, I promise." With these words, Din broke down into sobs, clutching her sister tightly.
"I don't know why I still feel like this for him," Din whispered through her sobs, "I shouldn't feel anything but contentment for what he did to us, to Hylia, to the land we created. But I feel something more than hatred. Nayru, it hurts."
"I know," Nayru said, "It's ok, it's supposed to hurt. But eventually, it will stop hurting, and you'll be able to let him go, ok?" Din sniffled, and nodded. "Ok," Nayru spoke, "let's go get ready for the reincarnation." With that, she led Din quietly out of the room.
A young gerudo woman sat in a chair, watching as night descended upon the desert. She knew that soon, a bitter cold would sneak upon her home. She made her way outdoors, feeling the still warm sand beneath her bare feet. She tired quickly, resting in the middle of town. "You're due soon, aren't you?" asked a woman just barely out of her line of sight.
"Why yes," she answered the woman, "how did you know?" As she asked, she turned around to look at the woman, who wore a cloak that revealed only her lower face.
"I've been watching you, for a while," the woman answered simply.
This set the soon to be mother on edge, "Who are you? I can see you aren't Gerudo, and no mortal could easily observe the Gerudo."
"Well," answered the cloaked figured, "there are the Sheikah. They're quite sneaky."
"The dogs of Hyrule's royal family? As if they would dare set foot on our land. Despite so easily giving life and limb for the fools running Hyrule, they are not so stupid. Try again," she commanded, growing easy.
The cloaked woman sighed with a half laugh, "Very well, Chea of the Gerudo," she responded, removing her cowl, revealing, well, not very much. Save her green hair, she had no truly distinctive features to separate her from the average Hylian. "I am Farore, the Goddess of Courage. Your people worship my sister, Din, though you know her as the Goddess of Sand.* I am here to give you news."
"Goddess of Winds," Chea spoke with a reverent, if fearful, tone, "I did not mean to seem so angry with you," her next words were muttered so quickly, the goddess could barely hear.
"It's alright, Chea, I understand. Pregnancy can make one more emotional than usual," Farore calmed the Gerudo woman.
"Goddess of Winds, why is it that you have come to bear news to me, and not the Goddess of Sands?" Chea questioned.
"It is about the child you are soon to bear, your son," she said, which caused delighted gasps from the Gerudo, "Yes," Farore spoke before the woman could question her, "The child you now carry within you will become the next king of your people. He will be a righteous king, kind to his people, unlike other kings in the past."
Chea looked down at this, "I know of the king you speak of, King Ganondorf. He bore a piece of Hyrule' sacred relic, and it corrupted him, driving him to darkness."
"No," Farore shook her head, "Lord Ganondorf was not corrupted by the Triforce of Power, as it is known in Hyrule. Millenia, even eons ago, when the world was still fresh, a great demon king arose, and attempted to devour the soul of a goddess, but was stopped by the chosen hero of that goddess. With the last of his strength, the demon king cursed the world, that so long as the goddess's blood flowed through mortal veins, and so long as the Spirit of the Hero remained unbroken, that an incarnation of his hatred would appear to bring their land to darkness. It was this hatred that hid inside Lord Ganondorf."
"My son," Chea suddenly became worried, "will he bears this darkness?"
"No, that is the reason I come to you. I have come to you to tell you your son will bear the Spirit of the Hero, and will be destined to destroy the darkness threatening his kingdom and that of Hyrule. He will also come to bear the Triforce of Courage to help him with this task," Farore spoke, informing Chea of her son's fate.
"Oh," Chea spoke, stunned.
"I shall leave you now, Chea of the Gerudo, though do not despair, your son will survive whatever challenge he faces, for he bears an unbreakable spirit."
It was a week later when Chea gave birth, and indeed it was a son, much to the surprise of the midwife. She whispered to the others, and within moments, voices rang through the Gerudo village. "The King is born!" they shouted, as Chea was handed her child. "What's his name?" The midwife asked her.
Chea stared down at her child, smiling despite what she knew fate had in store for him. "Gano... no, not that," Chea said, quickly backing off. Her child would give the Gerudo a new reputation, and cleanse their past of the blood that name had caused. "My child shall be named Link!" she declared, "And he will be a fair and righteous king!" She held her child close, and whispered, "My son, the most courageous king of the Gerudo."
*My reason to believe Din is the Goddess of Sand is as follows: If I'm not mistaken, it is said that Din created the earth on which all living creatures would live. Sand is a type of Earth. In addition, the Gerudo are a powerful people, overcoming severe hardship in order to survive.