The rotten king's plan was simple: locate an apple tree near those bastards' house, cast the spell, and wait for Zelda to eat one. She'll then meet her death, and the knowledge would come to him. Except Edwin had trouble perfecting the spell. Magic wasn't his strong point, and due to the times, classes were largely theory.
None of his "totally willing volunteers" succumbed to the spell in the way he wanted, a major setback. The first one turned to stone, immobile yet alive, which just wouldn't do. The next three dissolved upon eating the poisoned fruit, and he didn't want that either. It had to look accidental, so that fiery beast wouldn't come after him. Finally, after fifteen tries, he got the spell right. Now, to find the cabin...
"I have something for you," Zelda mumbled across the breakfast table, after checking that the rest of the gang had left the cabin. Her target raised an eyebrow as she reached in her bodice and pulled out a square of scrap cloth. "Sorry I don't have better wrapping..."
Ganondorf smirked as he took the present. He was slightly surprised when he saw what was inside- her necklace. It was a royal heirloom, a gold charm of the Triforce with red jasper, lapis lazuli, and jade representing the three goddesses. He'd seen it on the day they met, but in the beginning she always kept it hidden for fear of being robbed.
"My nursemaid told me once that it was made from the remnants of the Pendants of Virtue, which were damaged in a great struggle. It was a gift from my mother, and I think she meant me to give it to a daughter of my own. But I'd much rather give it to you..." Zelda fidgeted in her seat, eyes on the table and unaware that Ganondorf had gotten up until he sat beside her. His look was somber.
"Ah! I, I mean, I'll understand if you don't want to wear it, after all it is a girl's necklace and it does come from the people who hurt you, and..."
Her rambling was interrupted by a kiss on the cheek. Her eyes grew wide, and her blush soon matched the color of Ganondorf's hair. "Thank you for the gift, Princess. I'll wear it proudly, and I'll be sure to return it when your first daughter is born. May I have the honor?" It took her a second to realize he wanted her to put it on, so she took the chain, kneeled on her chair, and leaned over his shoulder to clasp it.
"Your hair smells nice," Ganondorf couldn't help but comment as she leaned over him. She wasn't expecting it and lost her balance, falling off the chair into his lap. He caught her and sat her on his lap, chuckling at her clumsiness.
"Y-you think so?" Zelda's face lit up at the compliment, before coming to her senses. "...A-anyway, keep it, I won't be having any children anytime soon."
Ganondorf noticed that Zelda's expression suddenly turned depressed, and he guessed at the cause. "Don't you want children?"
"I really want a family, and being here has reminded me of that. But if I go back, I'll have to marry Link, and he is too engrossed in his position to-"
"Don't go back."
Zelda looked up at Ganondorf in question. He grabbed her hands and held them tightly in his own.
"Stay here with me. With us. Forget about the king who would murder you and the faerie boy who would use you. You've been with us for half a year; in that time no one from that world has come looking for you, and the one you met by accident tried to kill you. If you go back, it will be nothing but pain. I know life here is far from what an angel like you is used to or even deserves, but it's peaceful and you're surrounded by people who would give their lives for you, people who miss you when you're not there. People who love you."
The princess started trembling, a tear escaping down her cheek. "You... love me?"
"Didn't I say before that you were oblivious?" Ganondorf wiped the tear from her face, then brushed her hair behind her ear. "Forgive me if this upsets you."
Zelda barely had time to register the words before her face was brought to Ganondorf's, their mouths meeting in a tentative kiss. When she didn't shy away he pushed harder, licking and gently nipping at her bottom lip.
Sated, Ganondorf leaned back and admired Zelda's flushed face. She glanced back and forth between his eyes and lips, almost in confusion. But then she took a strand of his waist length hair and twirled it between her fingers. "I've never known a man with such long hair before. It's... wild."
"I'm Gerudo. We don't follow Hylian standards of appearance."
"I like it." Zelda giggled, before pushing the hair away and resuming their kiss. Ganondorf was pleased, holding her gently and letting her lead. And for a moment, he thought he heard the distinctive sound of giggling and swooning from outside the cabin.
I'm going to kill those eavesdropping brats...
A/N: Who loves Baradorf? I love Baradorf! So yes, consider this Ganon to look like the HW one. Or at the very least, to have his magnificent mane. I seriously swooned when I first saw it.
