Nothing empowered Ganondorf more significantly than the support of his queen standing firmly at his side. Before she tamed his beast, it had been thousands of years since he experienced her flesh. Once sealed, in the solitude of the Sacred Realm, he learned she was equally desperate to reunite and express unspoken desires. The times in which they exchanged ecstasy and shared pleasure went unmeasured, and was only interrupted by Dora's stories. He allowed her to speak to him in great detail about her life, and how she survived in Hyrule alone. He was surprised to learn how much he missed her endless rambling. One kiss silenced her, and a touch ignited her passion before her next tale.
Many years passed since then. Once his lust was temporarily sated, his focus turned to escape, and conquering Hyrule. Before that was possible, he needed to awaken Dora's magic abilities. The Sacred Realm overflowed with dark magic and was capable of constantly producing more energy, so he shared his power and all of his sorcerer secrets. He gave her lessons in control, how to attack and defend, and even heal. They spent many grueling hours training until she perfected each technique. While it was impossible for her to equal his skill, he was satisfied with her progress. All of their recent talk was focused on detailed plans for their return to Hyrule.
Dora's slender fingers intertwined with her king's, and her eyes closed to focus her energy on the spell to break the seal.
The Sacred Realm was not a state of sleep, but a state of suspension. They were not alive, nor dead. The realm began as a blank slate of pure energy, as Ganondorf had been absent of it long enough for his corruption to be purged. Upon his return, his powers began to infect every corner of the realm. The pure energy fought back, as it did every time, but his power proved stronger. The realm became consumed with darkness, until he was capable of commanding it on a whim. The process drained Ganondorf of his energy and stamina, as most of it needed to be depleted to ruin the Sacred Realm. With his queen faithfully by his side, he recovered in a short time. The Sacred Realm was incapable of healing itself while he occupied it, so he was able to feed off the dark energy resonating within the realm. Only once his energy was replenished and overflowing, did he take the necessary steps to escape the new seal.
Dora slowly opened her yellow eyes that sparkled with flecks of gold. Her full, red hair poured over her shoulders and hung to her waist. "I thought we were breaking out of this place," she remarked, with a laugh, at finding his evil eyes staring back at her.
Her smile brightened her face, and she appeared more like a child, and a little less fierce. "Can you blame me for becoming mesmerized by my wife's endless beauty?" he responded with a grin.
No matter how many times he flattered her, her cheeks always burned at his compliments. "No, I can't," she admitted. "I am just eager to return to Hyrule."
"As am I. I will do my best to avoid further delay," he said reluctantly.
Dora's smile of content remained as she watched him adoringly. She glimpsed his unique yellow eyes with red pupils before they closed, and absorbed that long flowing red hair that rivaled her own, those powerful, high cheeks, and strong chin. She resisted the urge as long as possible, before she reached out and grazed his cheek lovingly with the knuckle of her index finger. His stern frown faltered and he gripped her left hand more firmly. "I am ready to continue our happily ever after as King and Queen of Hyrule," Dora
"Do not allow your excitement to cloud your judgment. It is imperative to think before you act," Ganondorf reminded, opening one eye to look at her.
She nodded curtly, and watched his eye shut. She kissed his lips, and then bowed her head with her eyes closed to focus her energy.
The diagram at their feet, glowing brighter by the minute, was their key to unlock the Sacred Realm. The trouble was the amount of power required for the incantation to activate. Gathering the amount needed too quickly was exhausting, which meant wearing out before the seal broke. Collecting the energy too slowly meant the time for the spell to work was exceeded. Ganondorf's free hand was open with all fingers pointed to the ground. The power he borrowed from Dora combined with his own, and he expelled it from his fingertips. The dark energy curled, twisted, and spun into ancient Hylian and Gerudo words and designs. Over time, the written spell connected in a large circle, but required more power be sacrificed before it activated.
"There," Ganondorf said in a deep, satisfied voice.
Dora saw the brightness of the magic circle through her eyelids. "Finally."
The circle was activated, but the incantation was not complete. Ganondorf spoke words that Dora repeated, but did not comprehend their meaning. He explained they were ancient words from the time before Hyrule was a land in the sky. That further baffled her, so he bestowed on her another history lesson, which she was always grateful to learn.
As they spoke the incantation, repeating the words and calling upon all their power, Dora felt her energy drain from her more rapidly than she could rebuild. There was no wondering why Ganondorf insisted on maximizing their stored energy before any attempts to escape.
Dora's muscles threatened to fail, and her head grew heavy, as if it might fall from her shoulders. Her legs struggled to support her weight. She was certain the only way she could continue was on her knees. Before she submitted to collapsing, Ganondorf freed his hand from hers and wrapped his arm around her back to support her. "We are close. Do not fail," he said, more as a warning than encouragement.
"I won't," she promised. Making him mad was not her goal. She gripped his biceps and held on to prevent from falling. All her weight leaned on him, with her forehead against his chest. The magic circle suddenly emitted a powerful light, bright enough to blind. The world went dark.