Chapter 6:

Time had passed. Adara spent her time sleeping and eating. She could hardly get up due to the soreness. She woke up in the middle of the night and noticed Ganondorf next to her with his back to her sleeping. She noted that his armor was off, and didn't even want to know if he was naked under the blankets or not, she hoped he had shorts on at least.

She got up carefully as Ganondorf lightly snored. She took steps in the moments of his snores, hoping he wouldn't wake up. She made her way to the giant bathroom, closing the door behind herself. She sighed softly, looking at herself in the mirror and notices the dark multi-colored bruises across her throat. She rubbed her throat, soothing the numb pain, and noticed the tub. She began to run the hot water, watching the air fog slowly. She opened the window to let the steam out, and began to undress herself of her clothes. She noticed that there was long bruises across her torso and arms, all lined up from the rope that held her to that stone column from before.

She tossed her clothes to the clothes bin and turned the water off. She slowly stepped inside the tub in caution, testing the warmth of the water with her toe to make sure it wasn't too hot. She eased herself in within seconds, and moaned in delight. She took her hair down from the ponytail and leaned back against the tub. She stretched her legs out, and her feet didn't even reach the other side. The tub was about three times her size, definitely big enough for Mister Grumpy as Adara calls Ganondorf. She giggled as she swished her feet in the water, amused by herself, then leaned all the way down to dip her head back into the water, soaking her long black hair.

She washed her hair and body with the soaps she found on the edge of the tub, but after wards started playing with the bubbles in the water. She drained the water, got up, ignoring her sore body, and got out of the tub, and grabbed a large towel, drying herself off. She wrapped her body with the towel, looking around for clothes in the closet, and noticed under shirts and shorts for men that were white. She shrugged, and put it on. It must've been for Grumpy cause it was literally almost three times her size, the shirt was a dress for her petite size while the shorts were capri pants for her, and tied the string tightly around her waist to keep them up on her figure. She dried her hair as best as she could with the towel, then put it in a braid.

She took a deep breath, and opened the door slowly, walking her way back to the bed. She crawled in as carefully as she could, and covered herself in the blankets. She gave a softly sigh of relief since he didn't react to her, but that relief ended quickly when he turned over, wrapping his arm around her frame, pulling her in against his chest to tightly that her butt was against his groin and boy was he hard. He was asleep, he must've been cause no way he would grab her like that!

She blushed hard at the feeling. She felt him nuzzle his face against her semi wet hair, and she knew a moment later he was awake, since he stopped snoring and froze in between the nuzzle. She tried to pretend she was sleeping, despite the fact her heart was racing and was blushing still. She felt the mattress tilt a bit as he leaned up to look at her frame, he saw and could smell that she recently took a bath. He pulled the blankets down to her thighs, and lifted her shirt like dress and tried to take her shorts off. She instantly sat up, and pushed his ands away, "What is with you?!" she screamed at him

He grinned almost seductively, "I'm a man, I have needs, and you fulfill them very well.." he leaned in close, grabbing her face as his got close to her.

She pulled away, "Well I'm not a whore. I don't sleep around!"

He growled annoyed, "You will do what I ask!"

"Oh really?" she questioned, "And I thought I was a demon! Aren't you afraid of getting cooties?" she hissed.

He shouted out, pushed her down as he glared over her, "You are, but at the same time, you are a woman. So all the same, sex is sex."

"Well I'm 14, so you can barely call me a woman. You're just a pedophile at this moment."

Something snapped in his brain, grabbed her by the throat, this time being a bit gentler, but still hurting her, holding her up against the large headboard of the bed as he leaned against her between her legs, "You will listen well. I am your king, and you will obey me, not degrade me. If you do, so help me, I will end your life within your next heartbeat," he growled through clenched teeth.

She stared at him afraid and annoyed, mainly annoyed, "Don't make promises you won't keep," she threatened, "You want to kill me because I look like my mother, a woman you knew who was suppose to bare your children. She wanted to be in love, not be enslaved on both sides. You may be King due to the fact that you're the only man born in the Gerudo tribe, but having that title has a lot more to it then being spoiled, and thinking you can get away with anything and have anything you desire…you aren't worth the title of being King!" she yelled.

He stared at her pissed, but in the weird way, it was a huge turn on that she stood up against him. Everyone was too afraid of him to say something, but this girl literally had some balls on her. He admired that, even though he hated that he did. Before he knew it, he kissed her hard. Of course he thought kisses were for weaklings, he craved sex, but for some reason, some part of him wanted something he couldn't place his finger on. He would think of it more, but he was distracted by the beautiful body before him, despite she's a demon in his eyes.

Adara literally was bewildered, he was KISSING her! She got her first kiss by…Grumpy. Which she expected that idea to creep her out, but when he did..it felt nice in a weird way. Sure he was rough about it and not gentle, but overall the kiss felt nice.

He released her throat, holding her hips a with his rough hands, kissing her deeper, less rougher. He held her tighter when he felt her kiss back, wrapping his strong arm around her back while the other stroked slowly up her thigh. He flipped them so her back was on the bed, her head on the foot of the bed, her braided hair hanging over the edge, her hands pressed up against his chest, then the moment ended when something happened, they were shocked apart. She fell off the bed, blushing while he groaned annoyed, sitting up on the bed, "What the hell?" he yelled.

"That wasn't me!" Adara squeaked, she got up, trying to cover her face, too embarrassed to look him in the eye after just making out with the enemy.

"Who else zaps people?" he growled.

"That happened to both of us. If it was me, I wouldn't have been affected by it."

He hummed in agreement, "Well, come on! Let's fuck!"

"Excuse me?!" she yelled, blushing hard.

"You expect me to ignore my raging growth between my legs?" pointing the tent in his shorts, "Now, let's do this!"

"No way! I'm not sleeping with you!"

"Why not!? It's only sex!" He growled annoyed.

"For you it's sex, for me it's making love to my soulmate."

"Heh," He laughed a bit, "Soulmate? Pathetic!" He cackled to himself.

"Well fuck you! If you want to screw someone that bad, go fuck a maid!" She screamed, and left the room. Tears left her eyes, even falling on the tiled flooring. She left the castle, and she didn't even care if he chased her and killed her for it. She had nothing because of him, so she'd rather be dead with all the memories that made her happy, then live without the happiness she once had.

When she reached the town, she noticed the burnt wood signs and ash all over the floor, covering the buildings. She saw the Temple of Time, untouched. She also noticed a boy in green running inside, and followed him. When she ran inside, she saw him pull the Master Sword from the pedestal and within seconds, the world went dark.