Desert Child
What happened to Naboruu to lead her to be a Gerudo thief?
Chapter One: Two Babies are Born
The golden orange sun set, baking the desert land again. Soon the moon rose and the howl of a coyote echoed throughout the hushed land.
A light breeze flowed, playfully kicking up the orange-brown dirt and sand.
In a stone carved home, the candlelight flickered. Inside, a beautiful red headed Gerudo woman lay on mats stuffed with hay. She was in great pain. She was ready to bear a child. Three younger girls with hair of red nursed her and helped her do her best. The woman's husband was out in the heart if the desert fighting a fierce war and wasn't their to see his baby born.
Down the road, in another house, another Gerudo woman was also bearing a child.
Late that night, with a helpless cry of pain, the weak mother had a red headed daughter. The other girls came to a hush.
"What is her name, Lady Deseneria?" they asked.
The woman thought for a moment. "Naboruu," she finally said. "She is to become strong and independent, beautiful, and lead a great fight for justice."
Down the road again, moaning slowly progressed. Maids were anxiously awaiting the birth of another girl.
It was a Gerudo tradition. Only one Gerudo man was born every 100 years, and that man was to be the high and exalted king.
Hours stretched into what seemed like days, but surely, the woman produced a...baby boy?
The other girls hovered over the pregnant woman and gasped. "Lady Isorua, you have a baby boy...the one destined to be king!"
Isorua immediately forgot her pains and sat upright. "King...she murmured. "The only name suitable for the king is...Ganondorf!" she smiled and held her little baby Ganondorf, lightly swaying him in her arms. "Baby Ganondorf!"
At dusk that morning, the two friends, Deseneria and Isorua met together in Isorua's home with their newborn children.
Deseneria was absolutely amazed. She raised her red eyebrows. "A baby boy!" she said. "That is wonderful. Bearing the son destined to be king...what and honor!" Behind Deseneria's pretty smile, she burned with jealousy like red-hot embers in the fire. She believed she was better than Isorua would ever be. And now Isorua was the mother of a miracle!
"Your Naboruu looks like she will be a strong young lady," commented Isorua.
Deseneria smiled. "You don't suppose..." she started.
"They...get married? Naboruu and Ganondorf?" guessed Isorua. "...Wonderful, Deseneria! They shall grow up together and fall madly in love..." Isorua fantasized.
Finally, many weeks later, husbands returned to long awaiting families. Deseneria's kind-hearted husband returned, with not a bruise, cut, or scrape. Usually men in Gerudo Valley had little or no respect. But brave warriors, like Deseneria's or Isorua's husbands, did.
He took a look at his wife and smiled. "Look at our baby girl," he said, and glimpsed at the baby Naboruu cooing quietly on her bed of hay.
"Trilude, I am so proud," Deseneria said to her husband. "But, Isorua...she had a baby BOY! I never would have thought..."
"That Isorua could have a boy yet we could not," finished Trilude.
Deseneria frowned. "Well, we should be happy for what we have," she said.
"Exactly. Now, what's for dinner? Rice and cucco chicken, I hope..."
"Yes. And while I cook dinner, you make Naboruu's special formula."
With that, they started their evening. Deseneria seemed perfectly happy...but, she a had a plan in her mind...Isorua wouldn't be so happy after Deseneria did what she planned...
