Author's Note: Thank you to all the readers who read my previous works. Without the tremendous responses I got, I wouldn't be writing today.


Chapter 7

It was six months since Link had last seen the enormous Hyrule Castle. The last time he was here, he and Zelda parted ways again, only this time Link promised to visit. Zelda must have thought this was a good time to cash in on that promise.

"I keep forgetting how big this place is," Malon said.

They could already see the castle from a distance, but as they approached the castle gate, they saw something that grabbed their attention. There were a large number of Hylian protestors standing outside the castle gate. They were screaming for vengeance against the Gorons, and that scared Link. It must have also had Zelda going out of her mind. Link and Malon made their way through the protestors and went to the castle's main gate where they were stopped by the castle guard.

"Oh, no," the guard sighed. "How many times do I have to tell you protestors? You can't come in. Protest from outside!"

"We're not protestors!" Malon said angrily. "We're here to see Princess Zelda. We're her friends."

"Yeah, Link and Malon," Link pointed out. "She sent her messenger for us."

The guard looked closely at Malon and even closer at Link. "Oh, yes, it must be you, Link. The princess has told us of your…ahem…unique fashion sense. Come in."

Malon walked in as Link thought about what just happened. He was a little insulted about the way the guard referred to his tunic. Maybe it wasn't the peak of Hylian fashion, but it was his. He thought about that while they walked over to the front door, a place Link hadn't been to very often.


Chapter 8

Kreature stood on top of a huge statue near the door. He held a huge sack, just in case anything were to happen. His two colleagues, Krash and Og, sat on each side of the door holding wooden clubs.

"Why are we just standing here, Kreature?" Krash asked.

"Yeah, I'm hungry," Og added. "I want to go back to the kitchen."

"Are you scatterbrained?" Kreature told Og. "Didn't Zelda tell us 'No lizards in the kitchen'? And besides that, we have to stay here and be ready for anything."

"Why?" Krash asked. "What are we getting ready for?"

"In case you haven't noticed, there are wild Hylians out there," Kreature answered. "We know more than anybody how ruthless they can be. Some of those protestors might flip their lids and decide to come in after Zelda. And as her personal royal guards, we have to earn our pay by preventing such an instance."

"That's ridiculous," Krash said. "They're ruthless, but they aren't stupid. They wouldn't go as far as to actually break into the castle…"

Silence. There were approaching footsteps. Kreature didn't actually believe his own words; he just wanted to do something to stay occupied. But it sounded like there really were protestors approaching.

"Ok, boys," Kreature said. "They're here. We know what to do from here. Because we're rowdy…"

"We're ready…"

"We're reptiles…"

"We are COMBAT."

The three lizards took their posts. The intruders started banging on the door. It sounded like they stopped when they got no answer, but then they started trying to kick the door down. This was worse than Kreature imagined. After a few swift kicks, the doors flew open. Kreature took action in the blink of an eye. He draped the huge sack over the intruders' heads.

"Da da da da da da…Charge!!!!" Krash and Og shouted. They tackled the two intruders. One of them tried to stick their head up, but Og clobbered the protestor with his club.

"What's going on in here?!"

It was Princess Zelda. Kreature looked at her and stood proudly. Maybe when she saw what they had done, they'd get a raise.

"We got them, Zelda," Kreature said. "We caught two protestors trying to break into the castle."

"Protestors?" Zelda asked doubtingly. "Well, let them up. I want to see them."

"You heard her, boys," Kreature told his two partners. "Let's see what these two protestors look like."

Krash and Og got off of the huge sack while Kreature removed it. When Kreature saw who it was, he wanted to run out the front door in a panic. It was Malon, the farm girl from Lon Lon Ranch, and Link, the Hero of Time, who was rubbing his head painfully.

"Uh…oh," Krash stuttered. "This looks bad."

"I'm thinking this is a bad time to ask for raise." Og blurted out.

Zelda gave COMBAT a cold stare. She wouldn't let them forget this. COMBAT had goofed again.


"Are you sure you don't want to rest for a little while?" Zelda asked.

"Yeah, I did give you a huge bonk on the head," Og added.

"No, I'm ok," Link reassured them. But his head really did hurt. Og had brutally nailed him, but Link couldn't blame him. Sometimes, COMBAT can get a little too wrapped up in their protective duties. "But I'm starting to think I would have been better off getting arrested like last time."

"Well, anyway, I'm glad you're here," Zelda smiled. "I've been waiting so long for the chance to rule over Hyrule by myself, but since the whole Goron attack story broke out, it's gotten overwhelming."

"Are you really sure that the Gorons did it?" Malon asked. "Maybe it was something else."

"I'd like nothing better than to believe that something else caused the avalanche," Zelda responded. "But the Hylian Informer and the editor, Knigma, say it was Gorons. And everyone believes Knigma. He's probably the most respected person in Hyrule."

"I still don't get it," Link said. "What do people see in that stupid tabloid?"

"STUPID TABLOID?!" Malon and Zelda asked in unison.

"I can't believe you'd say that, Link," Malon said in outrage. "It's not just a tabloid. The Hylian Informer provides the average person with all the inside information about what's going on in Hyrule."

"It makes it easier to keep up with everything," Zelda continued. "And in the one year that the Hylian Informer has been in existence, it's NEVER been wrong."

"Even about something like a Goron attack?" Link pointed out.

Zelda stood silent. Link stood there smugly, knowing he had the princess in a corner, but if Zelda was right that the Hylian Informer was never wrong, then there would be a lot of trouble. Just then another messenger walked in.

"Princess Zelda?" the messenger called out. "Your Hylian Informer is here."

Zelda and Malon rushed to the messenger. Link walked over to COMBAT.

"I still don't get it," Link told them. "What does all of Hyrule see in that dirt sheet that I don't?"

"It's always an interesting read," Og said.

"How would you know that?" Kreature grinned. "You can't even read."

"No…" Og responded. "But I always look at the pictures."

Link noticed that Zelda's smile immediately turned to a distressed frown upon looking at the tabloid. There was something in there that alarmed her and Malon.

"Zelda? Malon?" Link called out. "What is it? What's wrong?"

Zelda stood speechless. Malon walked over to Link. "Maybe you should see for yourself."

Link looked at the big headline and immediately saw the problem. The Goron story hadn't blown over as Link had hoped, but instead a new story arose.

"Zora Terrorists Block off River to Hyrule Castle Town in Hate Crime Against Hylians"


Chapter 9

Link read further past the headline. It said that the river was blocked by huge boulders, placed there by Zoras. The motive was apparently to dry up the water supply of the Hylians that dwelled in Hyrule Castle Town and Kakariko Village. And the article went on to plea to Hylians to demand action from Princess Zelda.

"I assume you've seen the headline, princess."

That was a voice Link had never heard before. He looked up and saw that a sorcerer had walked into the throne room. He was wrapped in a blue cloak and wore a veil that covered all but his eyes.

He walked over to Link. "And you must be Link, the Hero of Time, that the princess has told us so much about." He then walked over to Malon. "And you must be Malon. My, you are much more beautiful than I first thought."

Malon giggled. Link wasn't exactly as jovial. Who was this guy?

As if he read his mind, the sorcerer spoke again. "I am Drekkin, the king's closest advisor. The king placed me as the second in charge in his absence. But I feel that the princess is more than capable of handling Hyrule on her own. But that's when I saw the latest Hylian Informer. The sudden emergence of Zora terrorists can't make thing any easier for the princess, especially with the Goron avalanche situation still looming."

"Have you heard anything, Drekkin?" Zelda asked. "The people aren't rioting, are they?"

"The people have stayed organized for the most part," Drekkin answered. "But that's only because Knigma is ready to make his weekly speech."

"Then I'm leaving," Zelda said. "I need to see exactly what Knigma has to say."

Link stood up. "We're coming with you. I think I have a few questions for this Knigma."

Link, Malon, and Zelda headed out the door, but were stopped by COMBAT.

"Uh…I wouldn't go out the front door if I were you," Kreature said.

"Yeah, those Hylians look dangerous," Krash added.

"I think we should go out the back way," Og suggested.

"Fine, lead the way," Link said. He, Malon, and Zelda followed COMBAT out the back door.


Link, Malon, Zelda, and COMBAT stood at a distance from the big stage set up near the Happy Mask shop. Apparently, this is where Knigma makes his weekly speeches to address what's in the Hylian Informer. Link wanted to see exactly what this guy had to say and how he could prove that Zoras blocked off the river.

He saw the clean-shaven, charismatic editor waltz up to the stage. "Ladies and gentlemen, I thank you for finding your way here on this beautiful day. I trust that you all have read the latest Hylian Informer and if you haven't…" he grinned. "…then you can buy one right now for the LOW, LOW, LOW price of 20 rupees an issue." His grin faded. "But we're not gathered here today for my own business purposes. Oh no. We're here for a much more serious reason. If you've read what's in here, then you know that the Zoras have blocked off our water supply. Now I ask you people, was this just some random act? Or was it a huge conspiracy?! Think about it! They're twisted, those fish people. Hylians don't have to pay to use the Zora's River, no, no, no. But the Zoras think that we should have to pay to use their river. And that's twisted. Water's free. We shouldn't have to pay for a natural resource. But that's not what the Zoras think. They think we should have to pay them for our water, so what do they do? They block off the river! Why do they block off the river? Because we don't pay them for the river, so they decide to keep ALL the water for themselves. People! Let's call this what it is. It's nothing less than extortion! And we shouldn't have to take this! But don't take my word for it, let's ask some people in the audience."

Link shook his head. This was far-fetched. How could people believe such ramblings? Link saw Knigma walk over to a Hylian woman with three children.

Knigma continued his speech. "Ma'am. I've got to ask you. You have three very lovely children, am I right?"

The woman blushed. "Yes, that's right."

"And you would do anything for them, am I right?"

"That's right."

"So doesn't it…anger you that there are creatures like the Zoras who would try to endanger your children by blocking off the water supply?"

"Yes it does."

"Do you think something should be done?"

"Yes I do."

"And there you have it! Hold on, I have to write this down," Knigma said. He pulled out a scroll and began writing, before he continued. "Let's get another opinion." He walked over to a short Hylian. "You sir, don't you think we have to do something about these…Zora terrorists?"

"Yes I do."

"We can't let them get away with this, can we?"

"No way!"

Knigma walked back to the center stage. "THAT'S exactly what I'm saying. And to succeed in the good fight we have to unite. But unity is only half the battle. To succeed against renegade races like the Gorons and the Zoras, we have to demand action from the one person who can make success happen. We have to demand action from Princess Zelda!"

The cheers from the crowd made Link feel uneasy. But the crowd's reaction nearly petrified Zelda. It looked like she would in over her head more than ever before.

The people began leaving, but Zelda stood speechless. Link saw Malon desperately trying to comfort her, but he had something else to do. Link walked through the scattering crowd and walked over to the man who wrote the stories of the Goron avalanche and the Zora terrorists. Link came face to face with Knigma.


Chapter 10

Link gave the Hylian Informer's editor a cold stare. But Knigma only stood as cocky as ever before. Link had a few questions to ask this man.

"Hello, young man," Knigma said energetically. "How does this fine day serve you?"

"I'm…fine," Link said suspiciously. "I loved your speech. It was so…moving. But I have a few questions. You know, call me a skeptic, but I have to ask about some of the things in your fine dirt sheet."

"Ooh, 'dirt sheet' is such an ugly term," Knigma shrugged. "I prefer to call it a 'publication'. Because that's what it is. A dirt sheet for the public. But anyway, before you ask your question, let me ask YOU a question." He looked at Link strangely. "Do you always go out wearing a dress?"

"It's NOT a dress!" Link exclaimed. "It's a tunic. And of course I always go out like this."

"Oh, yes…a 'tunic'," Knigma said strangely. "I've never seen a man wearing a 'tunic' before. I'll have to write this down. I write down all my observations, you know. It'll make for a good life story. But how rude of me, you had some questions. Ask away."

"I've got to know," Link began. "Don't get me wrong, it's not that I don't believe you…but how did you get that story of the Goron avalanche?"

"I have very good sources, sir," Knigma answered. "I had sources that saw WITH THEIR OWN EYES, a band of Gorons tossing bomb flowers with the intent of causing an avalanche."

"With the intent of harming Hylians?" Link asked skeptically.

"Of course," Knigma answered confidently. "Gorons have always had to live with the fact that Hylians are the superior species. We have civilized towns and they have crusty old caves. We live in civilization and they live in a volcano. So in fit of JEALOUS rage, they decided to try and exterminate Hylians. And that is unacceptable."

"What about the Zoras?" Link asked. "How did you know that they blocked the river?"

"Like I said before, it's all about sources," Knigma answered nonchalantly. "And my sources are tops. They witnessed the WHOLE thing."

"Really? And who might these sources be?"

"Sorry, I'm not at liberty to reveal my sources," Knigma said. "It's a private matter you know. SO private that I keep them only within my scrolls." Knigma started sweating. "Will you look at that, it's time for me to go. But I enjoyed this conversation with an enthusiastic reader. Take this complementary issue and I hope to see you again." Knigma handed Link an issue of the Hylian Informer and quickly walked away.

Link saw that he was getting to Knigma, before he made his abrupt exit. Something's not right. He could feel it. Suddenly, Link turned around to see that everyone had gone back to the castle without him. It frustrated Link to see that they had no patience, but Zelda was obviously not in her right state of mind. Who knows what repercussions there would be from this Knigma tirade?


Chapter 11

It didn't take long for the Hylians to begin crying out for war. The very next morning, the sound of protestors had woken up Link and he decided to get up. When he walked to the castle's throne room, he saw a distressed Zelda. She was in her nightgown and had her arms wrapped around her knees, rocking in the throne. The look in her eyes was one of empty futility.

"Zelda?"

Zelda almost jumped. Link caught her by surprise, which surprised Link since he thought she saw him coming.

"Zelda, are you ok?"

"No," Zelda said sadly. "Look at this, Link." Zelda looked out the window to see the angry protestors. "They want a war, but I can't just give it to them. I can't strain years of good relations between Hylians and Gorons and between Hylians and Zoras. What would my father think if he came back to a war? What would Darunia and Ruto think if they find out that I lead the Hylians into a war against their people? I don't know what to do."

"It's not hopeless, princess."

Link turned around to see Drekkin, the sorcerer, walk in. It sounded like he was standing there the whole time.

"It's a bad situation," Drekkin continued. "And it's a situation that is far too stressing for a beautiful young lady. I can't blame if you…just quit now."

"I appreciate your concern, Drekkin," Zelda said. "But I can't quit. This sort of thing is what being a princess is all about. And I have to deal with it." Zelda got up and began walking out.

"Where are you going, princess?" Drekkin asked.

"I'm going to address that angry mob," Zelda boldly answered. "I've got to convince them that we can't rush into violence."

"Uh, Zelda…?" Link began.

"Link, I know you don't think this is a good idea," Zelda interrupted. "But it's something I have to do. As Princess of Hyrule, it's my duty to preserve peace."

"Actually, Zelda, I meant to say something else."

"What's that?"

"You aren't going out like that, are you?"

Zelda looked down to see she almost walked out of the castle in her nightgown. She sheepishly smiled and walked to her room to change.


Link, Malon, and COMBAT stood at a distance from the castle gate, where Zelda would address the crowd. They were an angry mob, and Link hoped it wouldn't get out of control. But it was Zelda. Sometimes, she could be a very convincing speaker.

Zelda stood at the other side of the castle gate and prepared to speak. "My people, I know why you're gathered here today. You have seen the stories in the Hylian Informer and you are here to ask for vengeance." Zelda took a deep breath. "But we can't just buy into isolated incidents. The situation with the Gorons and the Zoras were just isolated incidents."

"If they're so isolated, why don't we still have water?!" someone shouted.

"Why haven't the Gorons taken action against the ones responsible?!" someone else shouted.

"It's because they hate us, that's why!!" a third shouted.

"No, no," Zelda said panicked. "It's not like that at all. We are trying to get this situation resolved peacefully. But we ask only one thing of the Hylian population. We ask that you not be so quick to violence. That you wait for this situation to be resolved and allow that both sides of the story be heard. We ask that you be patient."

The crowd began getting rowdy. They didn't buy into Zelda's speech and began screaming for violence. Then Link saw an angered expression on Zelda's face.

"Ok, then," Zelda said angrily. "I asked you all nicely to be patient. But apparently I see that I'm going to have to take further action. I decree that anyone who is caught in any violent demonstration or anyone who is caught committing violent or degrading acts against Gorons or Zoras will immediately be thrown in the dungeon! Thank you!" Zelda turned and walked away while the people shouted angrily. The guards desperately tried to disperse the crowd.

"Well, what did you think?" Zelda asked Link and Malon.

"You did…great," Malon said.

"Of course you did," Link agreed. "You have to put your foot down. If it means making stricter laws for the time being, so be it. It's better than fighting a stupid war for no reason."

"Thank you, guys," Zelda smiled. "I just hope this calms everyone down."


Chapter 12

Knigma saw the whole thing go down. He saw the angered words of Princess Zelda and smiled. He made to sure to note them in his scrolls. She was getting stressed out. And the people were growing angrier by the day. Knigma was ready to walk away when he felt a hand tap his shoulder. He turned around to see the sorcerer, Drekkin.

"Beautiful speech by our lovely princess, don't you agree, Drekkin?" Knigma said confidently.

"Quiet, Knigma," Drekkin said angrily. "This isn't how I planned it. The princess should be begging for me to take the throne by now. Instead she's found a way to keep the Hylians under control."

"What, with a stupid law?" Knigma scoffed. "People might follow laws like that for a few days, but after the next thing we dish out, they'll be more than willing to break the law. Trust me, the number of people willing to risk jail time for war will only be exceeded by the number of headaches that Princess Zelda's gonna have. This next one will have people shouting for war on all fronts. It's so brilliant that I have to write it down." He began writing in his scrolls.

"You're that sure of yourself, Knigma?" Drekkin asked skeptically.

"Of course I am," the charismatic editor said. "I have each and every one of these stupid people eating RIGHT out of my hand. All but one stupid kid in a dress."

"Kid in a dress?" Drekkin asked wide-eyed. "What kind of dress?"

"A green dress with a matching green hat and a pair of brown boots. He looked like a complete girl, complete with blonde hair."

"Link," Drekkin said. "It's the friend of the princess."

"Friend of the princess, eh?" Knigma said thoughtfully. "He's getting nosy. He's asking a lot of questions and he doesn't seem to be swayed by my charming personality. I don't like it. No one's ever resisted my charm before. I'll have to make a note of it."

"Don't worry about the boy," Drekkin said. "If it makes you feel any better, I'll try and find out about him. If anything, we might be able to find something we can use against him. But don't worry, he can do nothing. When I get the princess's throne, I'll be sure to send him back where he came from. But for that to happen, I need to know the next part of our plan."

Knigma grinned sinisterly. "Well, it goes like this. How familiar are you with Gerudo Valley?"


It was a beautiful day. Link got up and saw that the castle had been empty of protestors. It had been that way since Zelda made the anti-hate crime law three days ago. He was ready to sit down and relax until everybody got up.

"Good morning, young man."

Link turned around to see the wizard, Drekkin, standing by him. Link still didn't trust him completely.

"Good morning, Drekkin. How are you?"

"I'm fine, Link," Drekkin said. "But you know, being alone I feel I have to share something with you. I haven't really gotten to know you. Why don't you tell me a little bit about yourself? I'm interested in hearing about you and your life."

Link sat down. He surely couldn't fault the wizard for asking about him, after all, Link was a stranger. "Well, I've made my home over at Lon Lon Ranch."

"You've lived at Lon Lon Ranch your entire life?" Drekkin asked.

"Actually, no," Link answered. "This may sound a little strange, but I grew up in Kokiri Forest."

"You grew up with the Kokiri?" Drekkin asked curiously. "I find that a little far-fetched."

"No, it's true," Link said. "I was raised by the Kokiri until I was about ten. Then I left and went on some quest." Drekkin had a blank expression. "Of course, you don't remember that. What am I thinking? Zelda made sure to erase everyone's memory when the quest was over."

"Oh, and it was during this 'quest' that you met Princess Zelda for the first time?"

"Oh, yeah. I got done with the quest and she sent me back to my time, it's complicated. But when I went back, I decided to go live with Malon in Lon Lon Ranch. I didn't think I belonged back in Kokiri Forest."

Drekkin looked intrigued. "And these Kokiri? Did you ever see any of them again? I heard that the Kokiri village was destroyed."

Link thought about his answer. "Yeah. One of them was my best friend. Her name was Saria. But when my quest was over, she had to go live by herself in the Forest Temple. When the village was burned down, I found out that the other Kokiri were in hiding. So I went to get them and I led them to the Forest Temple." Link smiled. "I'll never forget the look on Saria's face. She loved having her friends back."

"You did that for your friend?" Drekkin asked. "That's so touching."

"Since then, I've lived with Malon and her father, and of course the ranch hand, Ingo. That's basically been my life."

"You have no idea how good it is for me to find out about you," Drekkin said. "I've enjoyed this little talk, Link. I'll be sure to remember it." The sorcerer got up and walked out. Link was curious as to why Drekkin wanted to know about him. Maybe because Drekkin thought Link was a threat to Zelda. That had to be it. Drekkin was trying to protect Zelda. He had to admire that, at least.

Just then, Link noticed that a messenger arrived.

"The latest Hylian Informer is here for the princess."

Link went over to get it, but he was cut off by a stampede of three Lizalfos. They practically trampled Link and grabbed the tabloid and looked at the cover. They got a distressed look on their faces when they saw it.

"Something wrong, guys?" Link asked.

COMBAT jumped and Og hid the tabloid behind his back.

"Wrong?" Kreature asked. "Nothing's wrong."

"What could be wrong?" Krash added.

"Just because there was another attack, doesn't mean there's anything wrong," Og finished.

Kreature and Krash groaned. Link grabbed the Hylian Informer and looked at the headline. It was a headline that would be sure to turn Zelda white when she saw it.

"Band of Gerudo Destroy Bridge; Hylian Casualties Cap Off This Vicious Hate Crime"


Chapter 13

Drekkin saw the latest headline of the Hylian Informer and he was angry. He couldn't wait to find that sniveling editor. But Drekkin knew exactly where he would be. Sure enough, Knigma was standing behind the stage set up near the Happy Mask shop preparing to deliver his latest speech.

"What is this?" Drekkin asked angrily, waving the tabloid. "This is exactly the same thing you've been doing for weeks! It's no different! Do you think the princess is going to be shaken by another one of these stories? Turning the Hylians against yet another race won't rattle Princess Zelda. It'll only annoy her with its repetitive patterns."

Knigma didn't look shaken. "I never said I was a genius. I'm just a charming and trusted personality. I think that turning the Hylians against the Gerudo will be enough to distract Princess Zelda while we figure out our next move."

"Our next move?" Drekkin asked. "You haven't figured it out yet?"

"I'll think of something," Knigma said. "As long as you keep that 'Link' boy out of my hair." A thought seemed to have hit the cocky editor. "Did you find out anything about that guy? Besides that he's a lousy dresser?"

"I did ask about young Link," Drekkin answered. "Some of what he told me is very interesting."

"Good, good," Knigma said with his cocky tone. He quickly pulled out his scrolls. "Give me the dirt. Maybe I can stir something up from the inside. Imagine a story about a scandal within the castle. Those people would go crazy. It's a heck of an idea! An idea that I'd better write down. They'd throw out the princess in a heartbeat. And the throne would be yours. Tell me, tell me, tell me!"

"Ok, relax," Drekkin said. "I don't think he told me anything incriminating. He told me things that were…weird. He said something about growing up with the Kokiri. He went on some quest that we all forgot about. He's living at the ranch with that other girl he brought."

"No, no, no," Knigma said grimly. "I can't use any of that. What else did he tell you?"

"He said something about finding a home for the Kokiri in hiding after their village burned down."

"I remember writing about that," Knigma said, as he was writing. "It was something about the Kokiri 12 or something. I thought they were lost."

"No, the boy tells me he took them to the Forest Temple for his best friend," Drekkin told the editor. "I believe he said her name was Saria."

"Who cares what her name was?" Knigma snapped. "What good does this do me? I can't do anything with this information. It's…" Knigma's face grew into a wide grin. He started chuckling. "I got it." He started laughing madly. "I got it!" His laughter grew louder. "It's BEAUTIFUL! I've GOT to write this one down!"

"What is it?" Drekkin asked. He couldn't figure out how this guy's mind worked. "What do you have in mind, Knigma?"

"If this 'Saria' is Link's best friend…" Knigma continued laughing madly. "This is going to be PERFECT!!"

"Well, what is it already?" Drekkin asked.

"Do you happen to know where that Forest Temple is?" Knigma asked.

"Yeah, so?"

"Well, here's what I have in mind…"


Knigma looked around him. He didn't know where he was, but he had a pretty good idea. There were many trees surrounding him and the sounds were unmistakable. Knigma was in the forest. Drekkin had done his job and transported them both there.

"I must say, Drekkin," Knigma said vigorously. "This is the ONLY way to travel. Gee, I've never seen so many trees before. I've got to make a note of it."

"Yeah, yeah," Drekkin said. "Just hang on. We're going up."

Knigma clutched onto Drekkin as he took them up to a huge structure. A building so big could only be the Forest Temple. The editor pulled out a large note.

"All we have to do is just toss this note in," Knigma explained. "The rest will handle itself. The only thing we have to do is be ready for the fireworks."

Drekkin threw in the note. Knigma's plan so far was working to perfection. All he had to do now was wait…at another location.

"Ready to go to phase two?" Knigma asked.

"I'm ready," Drekkin said. "Just as long as the end result is me on the throne."

Knigma flashed a huge grin. When this was all said and done, Drekkin would be on the throne and Knigma would become the richest man in all of Hyrule. When it was all over, Knigma's fame would multiply throughout the land. One day, Knigma might even become a legend. That would be a good day.


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