[Scene 11]
Link nearly broke his neck when he jumped form Epona's back and ran into the castle, frantically searching for Zelda. The soldiers watched him with raised eyebrows as he pushed past them, en route to the throne room.
"Zelda! Zelda!" he cried. "Thank the Goddesses I found you. Quick, round up some soldiers and come with me. Ganon's scheme is much worse that I thought. That pie of his is evil! It's made from-"
The sight that greeted him froze him dead. Zelda was sitting on her throne dressed completely in black, her hair a fiery red-just like the people Link had seen earlier. There was a cold, hard look on her once-pretty face, her eyes were like daggers of ice. Before Link could ask what had happened to her, he caught a glimpse of the pile of empty pie plates just behind her.
"I have had enough of your bad-mouthing, boy," she growled at him. "For I myself have sampled the great Ganondorf's pie, and it's true what they say: it is damn good eatin'."
Link realized he was in serious danger as Zelda slowly rose from her seat and walked steadily towards him. "Um, yeah, I guess you're right. Right as usual! Well, I'll just be going now. Got some laundry and stuff to do back at the forest. You can stop inching towards me now."
Suddenly, Zelda let out the mother of all war cries, brandished a large knife, and pounced on him. The force of his body slamming into the marble floor knocked the wind out of him, and he struggled desperately to keep Zelda from stabbing his face. It seemed the dozens of pies gave her the strength, power, and agility of that many Gerudos. "Die, Hero of Time," she hissed. "DIE!"
"Oh, look!" Link gestured behind her. "Free samples!"
"Where? WHERE?!" Of course there were none, but the split-second Zelda's guard was down was enough time for Link to aim his foot at her head and land one good kick. Even before she hit the floor, he was scrambling to his feet and running out of the castle.