The best part of the morning was morning rides it was the only time when the great King Ganondorf felt truly relaxed, and in that glowing dawn of the day was when he made all of his best decisions. He slowed his horse shadow looking out over the desert. He looked out into the expansive sand stretching out for miles in every direction. Glad for the glory that was the gift Mam, the goddess of destruction had given them.
"Wahhhhh!"
The desert king jumped, surprised at the loud sound. "Wahhhhhh!" What could it be? Curious at the sound, Ganondorf speared his horse toward the powerful wailing. After almost an hour of searching he came upon what looked like a band of travelers and their wagon Seeming to be attack by bandits. Dismounting, he began to search for survivors.

Nothing.
Saddened, the king started to turn. "Wahhhhhhh!" There it was again, realizing there must be someone here worth saving he returned to his search. Entering a wagon he noticed a small chain underneath one of the dead. Moving her away he noticed a small locked storage unit. Taking a knife from his belt he broke the chain.

"Wahhhhhh", screamed a small voe vehvi. His sandy blond hair was covered in sand. Ganondorf looked to the corpse noticing that she must have been the vehvi's mother. Carefully lifting the small creature he glances around him. Without someone to care for him, he'll die. Without wasting another breath he turns and heads back to the city.

Six months later

Ganondorf was in a rush he had been reading to the small voe and lost track of the time. Strange to think that a small vehvi he didn't even had a name for had already found a place in his heart. He was late for a meeting and was being followed by his new advisor. However, it was starting to seem like she would not be keeping that position for long from the way she was speaking.

"Sire, you must make a decision the voe has been here for months," screeched the advisor,"no one has claimed him he must be sent to the orphanage!" Twisting to wards her, the king stared down the gruff old vai. Curtly he replied,"That vehvi was found in the desert, as far as I am concerned he is a gift." With a smile he stated, as clear as day, "I do not give away any gift the goddess has given me and thus to our people."

"Oh your Majesty, he is far too young to be a gift. More of a burden if you ask me. For what could a vehvi do for a country",she sighed. Ganondorf rolled his eyes annoyed at the gerudo's lack of vision. "Not now but as he grows and matures he could become anything! Even a link between worlds of complete opposites."

"But Sire what do you suppose you would possibly do with the voe", pleaded the advisor. The king stopped, brought his hand to his chin and thought. After several minutes he grinned as if the entire world was his oyster, and said,"he'll make a fine heir."