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The Spirit Maiden did struggle of course. That was to be expected. Ghirahim simply tightened his iron-like grip on her as he made his way through his beautifully decorated mansion. Not that Zelda could appreciate its splendor; she was completely covered by her blankets like a hastily wrapped parcel. He ignored her kicking and slightly muffled screaming as he hoisted her over his shoulder. He carried her down a flight of steps which led to the dark and dreary dungeons. He opened a cell and tossed Zelda inside, closing and locked the door behind her. Free of Ghirahim's hold at last she pulled the blankets off her to finally see who her kidnapper was. She fell silent as her gaze was met by Ghirahim's smirk at having caught such a valuable prize. After a moment the shock wore off enough for Zelda to regain the use of her tongue.
"You're supposed to be dead." Sitting on the floor surrounded in blankets and in her night dress Ghirahim noticed that she looked amusingly like a child. It was enjoyable to see the former goddess brought down so low.
His words were bitter and full of malice."Did you really think that foolish boy would be strong enough to kill me? Did you think he was my equal in battle? That I would never come back to haunt you, goddess?"
Zelda shrank away from him in fright. "What do you want from me?"
"Don't flatter yourself so much. It not you that I want, your spirit is no longer useful to me. No, instead you will serve another purpose, to lead him to me. Sadly that means I need you alive. Such a shame really, I would have enjoyed tearing you apart. Oh well, there's always later."
He laughed as he left her trapped in her barred prison. Taking her had been almost too easy, he had expected more of a challenge. It was dull really but he knew that the real excitement would come later. He was so close he could almost taste the hero's blood, his fear. The young hero never said very much but his pained screams had always been like music to the demon lord's ears. Zelda held her head in her hands and cried loudly. The noise echoed throughout the mansion as she sobbed. Ghirahim sighed. How was he supposed to concentrate with all that racket? He tried in vain to ignore her but soon found himself back in the dungeons again.
"Will you stop that senseless noise! You're disturbing my peace and quiet. Don't make me come down here and tell you again or else there will be...consequences." He said sternly, as Zelda turned away from him and said nothing.
There was silence now. Peaceful, calming silence. Pure bliss for the demon lord as he went to his study and began to plot exactly how he would make Link suffer. How he would make him deaf from the sound of his own screams, and beat him within just an inch of his life. After a while the silence worried him though. It was unsettling, he hadn't really expected his outburst to shut her up. Maybe he should just go and check on her, make sure she hadn't died or something. Or at least that was his excuse for visiting her a third time, to see her sleeping on the floor, tear stains on her face. He watched her for a moment as she mumbled something in her sleep and rolled over, her mind full of bad dreams and worries. He could see this on her face, feel it in her soul and it bothered him. Why did it bother him? He did not care what was going through her mind, he wanted her to suffer. But still he knew that she was having bad dreams before he took her, so this was a kind of suffering that he hadn't planned or was even involved in. And so he wondered exactly what it was that made her so restless in her sleep. That was until she began to awaken and he quickly vanished.
Everything was now in place and his plan was set into motion. All he had to do now was wait...and wait...and wait. But the Skychild never appeared. Perhaps Ghirahim had overestimated Zelda's importance to the hero. Or maybe the hero had found Ghirahim's note too hard to understand. Either way after a week Ghirahim was tired of waiting. Zelda had said nothing more to him at all and refused to even look at him. In fact she had been planning her escape and had been digging a way out using a small knife she had stolen from a bokoblin who had stood too close to her cell. She hadn't got very far when Ghirahim caught her. He had noticed that she looked suspicious as he came to get her for the new phase of his plan. She sat so the small hole she had made was hidden from view. She was so obviously hiding something that it almost made him laugh. He simply picked her up to reveal the hole she had made, while she struggled against him.
He had expected something like this to happen at some point of course, but still he hadn't expected to catch her at it so quickly. "What is this? Trying to escape were you? Really I expected more of you. This isn't even a good escape attempt. How pathetic."
"Let go of me!" She cried and then she bit his hand so he let go and she fell to the ground.
"How dare you! Stupid girl, look at what you've done! I see I'll have to restrain you if I'm going to get you to behave." He clicked his fingers and ropes appeared out of nowhere and wound themselves around her. He also tied a cloth around her mouth to stop her from trying to bite him again. The ropes were tight and she couldn't move a muscle. "Now I have a new plan and for that I need your cooperation. We're going on a little walk." He picked her up again and teleported away from the mansion.
