The next chapter will follow later tonight, hopefully. Just need to revise it. :3
Chapter 3
Ganondorf cautiously entered Link's bedroom for the second time that night. He didn't want to wake Link; he'd already had a restless enough sleep. He had never seen someone so distressed by their nightmares before. Link was sobbing so hard that Ganondorf feared that he would choke on his own tears.
He smiled slightly at the memory, however. Instead of waking the youth, he lay down beside him and pulled him into an embrace. Link had calmed down almost instantly, snuggling deep into the warm embrace, sobs reducing themselves to sniffles. He still trembled from the nightmare, and Ganondorf took it upon himself run his hands comfortingly down Link's back.
It was perfect... Until the storm that was raging outside forced the windows open. He had just enough time to pull himself off the bed before Link woke up. It was blisteringly cold outside, instantly chilling the room. He promptly forced the windows closed, reinforcing them with magic to make sure they held. Link – the dumb fool – opened his wound again in a blind panic, but just a slather of healing salve closed it again.
Fearing that Link would do something stupid and hurt himself again, Ganondorf had left the room, pretending he had better things to be doing. He didn't, really. He just went down to his office and did some paperwork before wandering back up to the tower shortly before dawn. Contrary to popular belief, he was not a destructive tyrant unless it suited him. He had what he wanted, there was no need to spread more chaos and death everywhere. Besides, it is difficult to rule a kingdom if the kingdom didn't have anything to rule over.
Well, maybe spreading some chaos was fun. Ganondorf smiled at the thought. The soonest chance he had, he ordered that all the residents of Ordon Village to be found and captured. Then he had them executed in a very public and a very gory fashion. He laughed at the crushed spirits he saw that day, the devastated and horrified expressions.
But he did not do it needlessly. Now that they were gone, Link had no one to turn to if he managed to escaped.
Mind turning back to the present, Ganondorf gently sat down on the bed, careful to make sure his great weight did not disturb the sleeping Hylian. He pulled the blanket down slightly to reveal Link's face. It was rather adorable, how he curled up completely under the blankets like a turtle would retreat into its shell. Predawn light filtered through the windows, dimly illuminating the room. The light was cold and offered no comfort or warmth, but Ganon didn't mind. The light brightened Link's features, letting Ganon see every detail of his captive's face. Honey blond hair took on a decidedly golden shine in the weak light.
He looks a lot younger and more innocent when he's asleep, Ganon thought, tracing his thumb over Link's jawline. The little Hylian sighed and turned his face into Ganon's hand, letting the bigger man cup his cheek with his warm palm. Ganon sucked in a breath with surprise, but a smile stretched across his face as he relaxed. The little warrior may hate him with an intensity rivaled by none when awake, but when he was asleep...
Well, when he was asleep, that hate didn't matter. All Ganondorf had to do was make Link realize that his hate would not be worthwhile, that it might be better if he just gave up and loved him instead.
Seeing Link stir, Ganondorf hurriedly pulled his hand away and stood up. Link would need a few days to settle down. Right now, he would probably try to kill Ganon if he saw him. A foolish thought, of course. His left arm was nearly useless and his other wrist was too badly damaged to wield any sort of weapon.
Striding back to the door, he opened it and pulled a tray of food in and placed it on the nightstand. He noticed that some of the potion was gone. Feeling somewhat better about the fact that he had to keep his distance for a while longer, Ganondorf tucked the blankets around Link's body, pulling the blanket over his head to ward off the morning light for just a little while longer.
Ganondorf lingered next to the bed, knowing he needed to leave but was unwilling to do so. He wanted to hold the little blond in his arms again. Hell, he wanted to have his way with him right now, but that would just serve to alienate Link further. And that blasted shoulder wound would probably be ripped open again.
"I really need to think some things through a little bit more before I do them," Ganon muttered as he turned and left the room. "That wound is more trouble than it's worth."
