[Scene 10]
Another storm had broken out. The thunderclouds had completely blotted out the afternoon sun by the time Link reached Gerudo valley. Hiding beside a rock just behind the bridge, he wondered how the hell he was going to get past the two Gerudos standing guard. Eventually, he decided to get as close to the gate as possible and stun them with a few rounds of arrows. In the darkness, neither guard noticed the small boy sneaking towards them, so he was shocked when they began to speak:
I wonder who will be in charge now.
Huh? Sorry, I thought I saw something. What were you saying?
I said, I wonder who will be in charge of us, now that Nabooru and Jadooru are gone.
They are not gone! Don't talk like that! Nabooru and Jadooru would never abandon us. Besides, we still have our lord, Ganon.
Hmph! You mean, the new Martha Stewart?
Stop talking like that! You'll get us both killed-er, I mean...
Killed? Why did you just say that? You don't suppose-
...Yes. I try not to consider thinking about it, but I can't put it out of my mind. I shouldn't be telling anyone this, but the last time I saw Nabooru, she was cursing the King for throwing an expensive, chocolate cake in her face. That was the day he first made...that pie...
No! You can't possibly mean-!
I'm afraid so. For you see, the last time I saw Jadooru was the day she went to inquire about Nabooru, and...
By the Goddess of the Sand! That was the day he sent out a shipment of pie to Kakariko village! I can't believe this is really happening!
I know. I try to pretend it can't be true, but I'm lying to myself. None of us are safe anymore. Any one of us may be next.
We must tell someone, my friend. Even if we are condemned for treason against Ganon, at least we'll be saving the others! We must escape. Now.
No, you fool! He'll find us out for sure!
Before Link or the soldiers could move, there came the clatter of hooves and a voice calling out from the direction of the Fortress: "Yoo-hoo!" Ganon had arrived on his solid black Gerudo stallion, chipper than ever. "Afternoon, ladies! Sigh, is it not a lovely afternoon?"
Quaking in fear, the guards bowed low to the ground. "Greetings, your Highness," their teeth chattered.
"Ladies, I'm afraid I must request your assistance. You see, I had a bit of a..." he searched for the word. "...mishap in my kitchen (yes, that will stick), and you two strapping young things are just the gals I need to help me."
The sound of the word froze their hearts. "Kitchen?"
"Yup. Now, to the kitchen." He gestured to his horse by patting the empty space on the saddle, behind him. "Hop on."
"But sir, the gate. What if someone tries to-"
Link couldn't see it, but what he heard was the clicking sound of a gun. "I said, HOP ON."