The wedding was planned out as a fancy and extravagantly beautiful affair. Ruto was in her chambers being crooned over and primped by her friends and stylists. She was dressed in a shimmering gown that was white, but had an iridescent pearly shade to it. Link wore and altered version of his Zora's tunic, but this had elegant golden trimmings, and a silver silk lining. He got new soft leather boots too, just for the occasion. He combed his golden hair and loaded all his weaponry and items off into a chest in his guest chamber. He felt an excited and nervous pinch in his chest as he stood tall and proud, surveying his new garments in a mirror, anticipating the day to come. Ruto was experiencing the same excitement as Link, as she admired her own gown, when there was a soft knock on her door. "Come in!" she cried cheerfully, and the door opened slowly. There, standing in all her elegance, was Princess Zelda. She wore a flowing twilight blue dress, and her gorgeous blonde hair was plaited and drawn up into an elegant knot on top of her head. "Oh, Princess Zelda," cried Ruto in surprise, turning away from the mirror and curtsying deeply. But the princess held up a slender pale hand in protest. "Oh, no need to bother with all the royal pleasantries Ruto, this is your day," she said with a warm smile that did not reach her ever-cold eyes. "Oh, alright" said Ruto, a bit bashfully, "I simply came to wish you congratulations on your, marriage" Zelda said seeming to struggle with the last word, and a look of terrible sorrow and regret quickly flashed through her glimmering blue eyes. "Oh," said Ruto graciously, "Thank you, Link and I are glad you could make it," "Well," said Zelda, after a short but awkward pause, "I suppose I'll see you at the ceremony," and she turned on her heel and left rather abruptly. "Strange," Ruto said to herself, but she had no idea that the strangeness had only just begun. Not an hour later another knock sounded on her chamber door and she called a soft "Come in," yet again. This time, a pretty redhead, came in, she was dressed in a pale green silky dress, and her hair was combed back and clipped with handsome tortoise shell barrettes. "Hello," said the young woman "I don't know if you know me," she said faltering after a short moment of non-recognition, "My name is Malon," Ruto suddenly understood, "Oh, you're Malon, of course! Yes I know of you, Link's told me all about you and your friendship while he was young, although he failed to mention how lovely you are" said Ruto kindly. Malon blushed and smiled softly, "Thank you," she said, "I just came up to wish you luck in your life together and tell you congratulations," she said softly, with a saddish tone in her voice, "Why, thank you, Malon," said Ruto, "And I suppose I'll see you at the ceremony?" Malon nodded mutely and then walked out quickly. By now Ruto was becoming a bit suspicious. Why were all of the friends of Link that approached her beautiful women, who seemed rather remorseful at the fact that she and Link were to be wed? She pondered this as she continued her preparation. She did not have much time to think because while she was bustling about her chambers, not ten minutes later, she saw a flash of orange light and then whipped around to see and absolutely stunning woman standing before her. She was tall and slender and had a shock of knee length silky orange hair; she was tan and extremely beautiful, clothed in a deep bronzish-gold gown. She looked down at Ruto and Ruto felt suddenly dwarfed by this woman's height and intensity. "Um, hello?" said Ruto, trying her best to be hospitable to this strange woman who had materialized suddenly in her room. "Hello," said the woman "I am Naburoo, queen of the Gerudos" her voice was very strong, with a soothing element to it, but a cold harshness that was undisguisable below the sugar coating. "Hello," said Ruto, feeling bewildered, "Are you a friend of Link's?" she asked slowly. Naburoo laughed rather harshly. "You could say that," she purred. "I have come to inform you that I am attending your wedding, and that I am wishing you and Link a happy marriage," Naburoo, spoke commandingly, and when she came to the part where she said, happy, she almost growled it, and a flash a malice flared in her eyes suddenly. "Goodbye," she said abruptly, and disappeared in another of orange light. This has gone too far, thought Ruto; Link and I need to have a little chit-chat.