So that's why he wanted crimson towels. Mayumi confirmed. As if the demon lord read her mind he spoke, "Yes, those crimson towels are to prevent any blood that seeps from this child from dropping and staining my pristine floor and to also stop the blood from escaping when I'm done so the relaxing bath water won't be tainted red once he start washing him."
The demon girl with the towels walked closer and some of the towels on the floor around Ghirahim and kept some ready to stop the infants bleeding when the demon lord was done.
The dark dagger pulsed vigorously, wanting baby Link's life blood to spill over its blade and mark the child with an intricate design.
Ghirahim felt the pulse within his gloved palm and grinned beginning the process.
The demon lord cut into the helpless child's soft cheek and instantly blood quickly made its escape and cascaded down onto the towels around them.
The infant began its cries of agony, hating the sensation of pain now erupting throughout his left side of his face. His cries were cracked and gagged sounding but they were loud and blood curdling. The demon lord loved the sound of his suffering, his smile wide and sadistic.
The design cut into baby links left cheek was a simple design. A single spiral with small diamonds hovering around it, almost like a sun. Even though the design was small and simple the pain and impact it had was all the same.
Blood pooled profusely from the incisions and the infant's tears of pain mixed with its blood, staining his face, making him look abused, forgotten, and alone in this world.
Finally after much agonizing pain and loud cries of never ending torcher, the demon lord pulled the dark blade away and examined his work.
Through the bubbling streams of blood laid the insignia of ownership. Ghirahim was pleased with the outcome of his artwork and it seemed like it was already scaring over with darkened, black skin.
Baby Link still cried since his left cheek stung painfully but it wasn't as bad as when the design was being carved into his skin.
The demon lord caressed the infant's right cheek, wiping away stray tears and whispering soothing words to the distressed child.
Soon, baby Link stopped his cries and just sniffled a bit, but was calmed by Ghirahim's soft words and gentle touch.
Mayumi brought the towels still in her hands and gave them to the demon lord.
Ghirahim began dabbing the bleeding area carefully, slowing the crimson liquid's escape and soon stopping it completely.
The demon lord smiled are caring smile then looked up from baby Links innocent face to see Mayumi watching in full interest.
Never has the great Demon Lord Ghirahim been so gentle to anyone or anything yet here he was carefully and soothingly calming a human infant and taking great care in stopping its blood from escaping.
Ghirahim narrowed his eyes at the demon girl. "You may leave now. I shall bathe the child myself to ensure the mark, scars correctly and to ensure that it no longer bleeds. But please make sure the child's room is fully prepared by the time I arrive to put him to bed." He ordered taking his attention from Mayumi to his blood stained hand.
The demon girl bowed respectfully and quickly left to make sure all was ready.
The demon lord brought his stained hand to his lips and lapped up the life liquid. It was sweet and pure, full of innocence and youth. It tasted intoxicating.
After thoroughly cleansing his gloved hand, Ghirahim turned his attention back to the child who was watching the demon lord intently with such pure curiosity emitting from those deep blue orbs.
Ghirahim began to unwrap baby Link from his tattered blanket. Suddenly the demon lord felt something small and soft grab hold of his hands.
He eyed the child curiously and saw the infant's own hands stopping Ghirahim's own from taking the destroyed blanket away.
The demon lord raised a brow but continued on taking the tattered material away from the child and throwing it on the floor in a heap near the door.
Baby Link whimpered as he watched the blanket taken away from him. He loved that blanket and hating parting with it.
Ghirahim couldn't help but look from the tattered heap to the whimpering child who eyed the blanket with longing. The demon lord shook his head in disbelief. "You're attached to that awful thing? Goddess, are you pathetic." He rolled his eyes annoyed at how anything could want something so ruined and ugly.
The child understood the demon lord's words and lowered its head in sadness and sniffled, feeling tears sting his eyes.
Ghirahim saw baby Link's eyes become glazed over with salty tears and quickly started calming the child once again. "Don't worry, you'll get that tattered blanket back since it means so much to you but it's definitely getting a good wash." The child's eyes started to clear and an adorable smile appeared on the infant's face along with a small giggle.
The demon lord couldn't help but smile at this and kissed the child's forehead and looked into its sapphire eyes that were full of happiness. "You'll get it back as you sleep tonight." He softly murmured. Baby Link giggled again at hearing this, his smile bright.
Ghirahim then started to wash the infant carefully, making sure to rid of all blood and tear stains plus any dirt that was found on the child's body.
The water soothed baby Link's skin and forgot all about the scar on the left side of his face. The demon lord decided to add a little scented bubble bath as he washed the infant's fine hair.
The child's tiny hands would grab at the small bubbles that formed within the water and laughed for fun. Ghirahim would sometimes laugh a little himself at baby Link's cuteness.
Not long after, the demon lord finished bathing baby Link and wrapped him in a warm towel that was not stained with blood, and took hold of the tattered blanket as he walked to the top floor, into the infant's room.
The room was pretty simple itself. The walls were forest green with some little tree's painted in little columns. There was a wooden cradle in the corner with a small blue lamp with clouds on the lamp shade. A wooden dresser by the large window on the far end of the room and the floors were carpeted with a grey shaggy rug. It was a good living space for a young child. Ghirahim's underlings were nowhere to be found within the room.
The demon lord walked over to the cradle and gentle put baby Link inside. As Ghirahim was pulling his hand away, the child grabbed one of his fingers and held it firmly as if saying 'don't go.'
Ghirahim chuckled a bit noting the strong hold the infant but the demon lord easily pulled his hand away and started to rock the cradle gently while quietly singing lullabies to baby Link.
Quickly the child's eyes started to droop and soon fell asleep. The demon lord ceased his actions and quietly left the room, closing the door softly behind him, then walked down to the wash room. "I guess I have to clean this old thing since I did sort of promise the child he'd have it back while he slept" Ghirahim sighed and entered the wash room.
He quickly took of his gloves and started to scrub away at the tattered material, careful not to tear it more that it was, getting out any stain the demon lord could. After several minutes of scrubbing and adding soap for the stains, the blanket was hung up to dry and since there was a strong breeze blowing, the blanket would be dry quickly.
Ghirahim waited and waited and even finished eating an apple.
Finally the blanket was fully dried and was taken off the clothes line. The demon lord grabbed his gloves and put them back on then teleported into the sleeping infant's room and quietly and carefully placed the tattered thing over baby Link's body. The child instantly reacted and gripped the material firmly and protectively even as he slept.
The demon lord sighed in content and teleported into his own room which was only across the hall from Baby Link's.
Ghirahim quickly removed his clothes and put on his sleep wear then crawled into his large bed. Pulling back the red sheets and white comforter and placing them over his body, he soon was in a state of relieved unconsciousness.