Blind

Chapter Eight


"I would be more then happy to let him use whatever he needs," Lelyre answered when Link caught him up outside of the house he shared with his parents.

"Thanks Lelyre."

"We may have a problem though..." Lelyre added as he opened the door and lead Link further inside to his room. Pulling the closet door open, Lelyre motioned to the various bright and pastel coloured garments. "He is always so somber -- He won't mind wearing something so colourful, right?"

"Well..." Link reached out and took hold of a plain, white cotton shirt, a pair of seersucker blue leggings and a tunic of dark blue with silver detailing. "I shall simply take this black shirt, these black pants, and this totally black tunic," he said to Lelyre's laughter, "And hope they earn Sheik's approval."


"Nearly dressed?"

"Almost," came the muffled reply from the bathroom door. "Jeez, I forgot how much more involved these things were," he continued. Sheik had insisted on dressing himself, making Link wonder whether he was simply independant or hoping to stall the inevitable. While continuing to wait, Link spied Sheik's two books on the desk. Looking cautiously around the room, as if Sheik might have little spies somewhere, he creeped up t the red one and quickly scooped it up. He barely managed to squeeze the volumious binder into the hidden pocket of his cape as Sheik came around the bathroom door.

"Did I put my feet through the arms of the tunic or something?" he asked when Link didn't talk.

"Only on the left side," Link joked as Sheik came to the desk and sat down before reaching for where the heavier volume had lain. "Here, let me get those for you," Link was quick to offer, pretending to have pulled the first book away, and then closing the second one and taking hold of the remaining book. "Are they coming with us today?"

"No, I just wanted to put them away so the cat's don't fool around with them."

"Ah. Just great," Link opened one of the desk drawers, and finding it empty he placed the smaller, blue volume inside. "Mkay then, are we ready?"



Lelyre had taken the time to get Epona ready for the pair of Generals, so the horse was waiting for them at the entrance of the house when they walked out into the early evening sun. "Just a short ride," Link promised as he hopped down the last of the stairs and bringing his horse close to the bottom of the steps so Sheik would just have to mount simply by sliding ontop from the top stair. Link did a double take as Sheik was gone. "Sheik?"

A moment later and the other General mounted smoothly with practiced ease from the opposite side. "Aren't you coming?"

"Cheeky bastard," Link grumbled to the horse, who snorted as if in agreement to her master. "Sheik, this is Epona, the fastest but most spoiled horse on this side of Hyrule. Epona, this is Sheik." Epona turned her pretty dished head to Sheik and nodded her welcome with a pretty little whinny before facing forward again.

"Very nice to meet you too, Epona," Sheik replied as Link swung himself up behind Sheik.

"To the river, Epona," Link said as he gently touched her flanks with his heels. "Gently," he added to himself as the blood bay mare reared slightly before turning herself around.

"Gently? Well, what good is that? I'm sure if we had walked, we would have-"

With a scowl, Link reached his hand behind him and gave the mare's rump a a sharp slap. The force of Epona suddenly breaking into a gallop pushed Sheik against Link, whose hands were firmly hugging the Sheikah's waist while his legs kept a grip on the horse so neither would fall off.

"I'm sorry," Link playfully said as Sheik relaxed against him a little. "Should I slow us down?"

"Slow us down? Can't we go any faster?"

With a grin, Link shouted for Epona to fly like the wind.