Prologue
-----------

Ganondorf Dragmire, Gerudo King of Thieves, stood at the entrance to this enemy's stronghold, Hyrule Castle Town, waiting for the guards to come and take him. A moment later they came: two Hylian Knights dressed in silver armor. The two knights escorted the Gerudo to the Castle where the King would question him. He paused a moment to gaze at the Temple of Time but the Knights quickly pushed him along. Towns people pointed and whispered as he walked past, and one little boy even threw an apple at him. It missed. Ganondorf would have used his magic to hurl the hoodlum against the wall, but he decided he better not. They continue their march toward the Castle gates.

The Knight took Ganondorf past the main entrance to the King's Court Room where they told him to address the King of Hyrule. The Gerudo walked slowly down the long aisle with guards on either side. Ahead he saw the King sitting on his throne with his arms crossed. Above him was Hyrule's banner, three triangles joined at the edges: the Triforce. Ganondorf finally made his way to the Kings feet after a deliberately long walk. Suddenly the room got quiet. The Gerudo knelled on one knee.

"I am at your mercy, my King. I await your command."

The Legends of ZELDA:
The Dragmire Series

Part One
The Truth of Lies


A Zelda Fan Fiction by Joseph Blanchette
"Frog"
E-mail: mortis765@yahoo.com

(C) 2000


Chapter One
---------------

"Do you agree to accept me as your equal in leadership in this land of Hyrule?" asked the King in a stern voice.
"Yes." said Ganondorf.
"Do you accept me as your commanding lord while on Hylain property?"
"I do, my lord."
"Do you here by agree to the terms stated by the Royal Treaty giving to you prior to this meeting."
"Yes..." Ganondorf forced the words out of his mouth.
"Then I hear by declare the Gerudo people no longer enemies to the Hylian race due to the formal surrender of it's leader, one King Ganondorf Dragmire of Gerudo."

Ganondorf stood up and handed the King a necklace with a large jewel in the center as a peace agreement. He would miss it, it was one of many he owned.

"I give you the acting title Ambassador of the Desert, Lord Dragmire." Said the King in a happier tone.
"Please, my King. Call me Ganondorf. After all, we are friends now."
"Agreed," said the King smiling. "Friends." and they shook hands to finalize the agreement.

Heh.... Ganondorf thought. I see I still have to call him "My King" or "My Lord." What ignorance. He could tell the King looked down at him. Ah well, he could live with it. Just as long he didn't have to kiss his feet or anything. He looked around him. People where cheering and shouting "Peace!" and "Long live the King of Hyrule!" He noticed they kept from saying "In your face thief!" or "Die Gerudo, Die!", As much as they wanted to.

"Impa!" said the King. "Show Ganondorf to his new quarters."

A tall Sheikah with white hair appeared. Ganondorf recognized her, but he kept quiet. She gave him a hard glance but quicky began walking away telling him to follow. As he was walking out the door he turned his head to get one last look at the King. A small girl was sitting on his lap. Princess Zelda, no doubt. So far, his plan was going very smoothly.

***

Ganondorf was actually surprised on how much freedom he had while in the Castle. He had free roam of the grounds, as long as guards were nearby. He had access to the library, court yard, dining area.... everywhere a normal guest could go. Of course he couldn't enter the royal treasure room, much to his dismay. He really wanted to pillage some good, be the first Gerudo to steal from the King of Hyrule... but he had to suppress it.

His room a nice and cozy. Impa said he was more than welcome to rearrange the furniture to his liking. He gave a forced smile and said he was going to turn in for the night. Impa left quickly. He looked out the window. He was on the second floor for of the castle, overlooking a small field. He missed the desert, even though he was only gone for a few days. Maybe because he left on such a bad note with Nabooru and he wanted to punish her properly. Ah, he didn't care that much. Being banished from the fort for treason was good enough for him. The more the thought abut it, the more he wished he told the others about her treachery. But there would be time for that later.

Ganondorf took off his cape and heavy armor. He wondered about Agahnim, his steed. They claimed he was taken care of and put into the Castle stables. Maybe he would get some rest.. He was tired, it was a long day. He looked into a nearby mirror. "Ahhh" ...He said softly. "Ganondorf, King of Thieves." He stared at the face in the mirror. Red, spiked hair, Amber eyes... "The one who strikes fear in the common man." He took off his jeweled encrusted head piece. "Whose very name makes kings and lords tremble." He smiled. "And the future ruler of Hyrule."

Ganondorf laid down in his bed after stripping it of it's cushiony and lacey blankets and pillows. "Once the castle is mine," he thought "No more frilly things."

Chapter Two
---------------

Ganondorf had to keep a constant schedule so the royalty would arouse any suspicion in the coming week. In the morning he would eat his breakfast in the courtyard and stroll around outside. Around noon he would listen to two bumbling composers, Sharp and Flat, rehearse some silly song, claiming it would cause the sun to rise...Ha. He noticed they used a ocarina, a clay flute, to compose the music...unfortunately it wasn't the one he was after. Everything was fine, except when the time came to put his plan into action, he would have to leave the castle. To leave all of a sudden would undoubtably arouse some suspicion, so Ganondorf made a point to take Agahnim out riding every night before the sun set.

Ganondorf put on his formal black robe and made his way to the dining area of dinner. The King claimed the cook tried to cook some desert food, bu He doubted it. The Dining Room was huge, with a long table near the middle. Ganondorf didn't see the point of having a table this large, it could seat about 20 people. The King, Impa, and the young Princess Zelda were seated at the far end. Zelda scooted her chair toward her father, who sat at the head of the table, when he entered. He could of sat next to her, but he didn't. No sense in making the girl frightened at diner time. He chose the seat across from Impa. A moment later, the cook came out with the food.

Desert food. Ha! They had cooked beef with veggies. He longed for a roasted Lanmola...now that was good eating! Nevertheless, the finished every last bit of food. Besides, the beef wasn't that bad...

"Now, Ganondorf. Time to discus future affairs." Said the King when he was finished eating.
"Very well." Said Ganondorf.
"As you may know, we never take without giving from our allies. The Zora's protect our water, and we give them protection from hostels."

Gerudo thieves, Ganondorf thought.

"And the Gorons supply us with bombs for the army, and we are constantly providing upgrading their mining tools...."

The Gorons are master smiths, thought Ganondorf. The King was lying though his teeth. He was lucky he had such a thick beard, or else Ganondorf could see his facial features better. They were upgrading weapons, not tools.

"...as well as other things."

Ah ha! Idiot.

"I see. It's only fair." Remarked Ganondorf.
"What do the Gerudos have to offer?"
"The riches of the desert, of course! The Wastelands are filled with buried treasure of unimaginative wealth." It must be true, he thought.
"Wow...." Zelda whispered. Ganondorf had forgotten she was still there.
"Well, I see one of use agrees." said the King, smiling at Zelda.. "It sounds like a good deal, but I would have to think about it." He paused. "Perhaps we could integrate our armies as well... Over time of course, we don't want to rush into it."

Ugh...the thought to Gerudos serving with Hylian Knights sickened him. "Yes... Perhaps."

He looked over at Zelda. She was staring at him, studying him.

"Why are you here, Mr. Ganondorf?" asked Zelda.

What a curious child, thought Ganondorf. "I just want to end this endless debate that has separated our races for so many years." That should satisfy her.
"But don't you make a living stealing from people?"

Ganondorf was about to reply with "People change" but the King spoke up.
"Zelda my dear, how about you go up to your room and get ready for bed."
"But I'm not...!"
"Zelda...."
"Yes Daddy..." She said softly. She got up and Impa followed. Zelda grabbed the Sheikah's hand a exited the room.

Ganondorf was a bit relieved to see her go. She could have opened the Kings eyes more. Ahhh.... if only she wasn't so vital to his plans, he would frighten her so bad she would be scared to come out from her covers in broad daylight.. Kids, so easily scared. He thought quickly...perhaps he would start part one of his plan tonight? It wouldn't take long...He would leave right away.

***

The Gerudo King of Thieves stood at the open entrance of Kokiri Forest.

"The only place I cannot control..." He thought. "But not change." He reached into a sack and pulled out a large, pulsating object. He then drew a small dagger and cut the object open. A small creature fell out and laid motionless on the ground.

"Great...." said Ganondorf. I didn't survive. He kicked the small creature, but nothing happened. He waited a moment and kicked it again, and it suddenly leapt on his face! He threw the small creature off, but it had managed to cut him across the cheek! Blast it! Warm blood poured from the wound, and he quickly put a cloth to it. He looked down to see the creature run away.

"Stop." Said Ganondorf and he raised his hand toward the creature. "Come back here." The one eyed creature waddled back to him. "Find the Great Deku Tree, my tiny, little Queen." The creature wondered into the forest. The tall trees quickly made it disappear.

Part one, completed. He focused on the cut. It wasn't as bad as he thought it had been, but the King would surely notice it. He would just claim Agahnim threw him off and his face landed on a small rock.... It would have to do. He turned to Agahnim and mounted the powerful steed. For a moment, the thought Ahahnim would throw him off on the way back, and he decided to walk back... "Why am I thinking like this?" asked Ganondorf to himself. Perhaps it was the spirit of the forest.... to much caring and kindness. He had to make himself feel better. "I hope a Kokiri get eaten by a Wolfos..." Ahhhh....that's better... He quickly left the pleasant air of the forest.