She escaped while he was talking to her, and she now ran down the hallways. There had to be someone who would help, somewhere. Somehow she ended up in a huge room. There was a chandelier hanging from the ceiling. On the other side of the room on a raised platform were large chairs that were elaborately decorated, with gold, and precious stones. The walls were decorated with festoons. But what held her attention was the person. He was sitting leaning against the wall, and he was wearing clothes that reminded her of the boys' clothes in the village. She ran to him, perhaps he would help. His eyes were closed and she touched his shoulder.
"Hey, please help -" She turned suddenly, hearing the door close. It was Ganondorf, Saria was being dragged behind him by the wrist. Ganondorf's eyes widened and he released the Kokiri.
"You . . . ," He laughed."My need for you Kokiri is gone. She just. ," He laughed again and drew a very large sword."I've been looking for you. Your mother hid you well, but you found your way to me. I should have suspected the Village of the Kokiri. I've been waiting for this day to come. I swore that I would take my revenge on his descendants and I'll start with you."
"His descendants? How is this -" What did he mean? Did Saria know what he meant?
"You girl, you are his daughter!" She looked behind her at him, he was her father!
She was standing five meters from the wall and Ganondorf banished his sword. She knew how he planned to take his revenge, he was going to kill her. He started to come toward her and she ran to the side, toward the center of the room. She could hear Saria screaming. She ran, scared. Perhaps she could hide in one of the other rooms. She never got out of the doors. Something hard hit her back, and she fell.