They were still lying in bed and a thought occurred to Midna.
"Zant?" she said.
"Yes?" Zant said.
"I have a question. Why can't you turn me back permanently? After all, you were the one to cast the curse on me," She said.
"The magic was cast with my god's help, I am unable to remove the curse by myself. The Master Sword is able to overcome dark magic," Zant explained. "Unfortunately, only your Link will be able to obtain it."
Midna suddenly remembered Link. The last she saw him, he was unconscious in his wolf form. Midna felt a twinge of guilt, she had spent the night in relative comfort on a bed while Link lay sprawled on the ground.
She shot up from the bed and searched for her helmet.
"Looking for this?" Zant asked as he placed the helmet on her head.
"I would like to go see Link now. Please?" Midna said meekly.
"My, Midna. This isn't like you at all," Zant teased her. "You never ask before doing anything."
"And I thought you said you loved me, that you'll remove my curse. Unless... you prefer seeing me tortured this way," she said, an edge of anger in her voice.
"Let's go meet your hero," he said.
"Really?" Midna asked, not daring to believe what she heard.
"I will do exactly as you say from now on. I promised, didn't I?" Zant said.
...
Link growled as Zant approached.
"Link, relax. He's here to help," Midna said.
"I have no interest in helping you, light dweller. But for Midna... I will teleport you both to the light world. Go to Zelda, the princess in the castle. Find the Master Sword.
"One more thing," Zant said coldly. "She belongs to me." He kissed Midna, to Link's surprise.