The night had engulfed every crook of kingdom when Malon arrived at the Ranch. Keese flew and screeched in the night sky. A shiver ran down her spine, but there was no point in delaying the comfrontation with Ingo, so she ran to the Ranch house. She took a deep breath as she turned the doornob. It was pitch dark in the small den.

"Ingo! Ingo I have new for you!" Malon shouted into the dark. She fumbled at her bag looking for a latern and match. Sighing with relief when she finally did, she lit the small candle. Slowly the orange glow alluminated the room and exposed the angry, ridgid profile of the man who sold the milk.

"Girl, what happened?!" Ingo screamed. Blood rushed to his head as he walked around the room, lighting torches.

"The horse faltered Ingo I fe--" Malon tried to explain, unbelievably tired.

"Don't give me that you little wench!" Ingo snapped back. But before he could go on any further, a knock came at the door. As Malon went for the door, Ingo stoppeed her. "Who is it, girl?" he whispered.

"I don't know. Maybe if you let me answer I could find out." Malon explained through clenched teeth.

"I will do it." Ingo pushed his way to the door. He put on a fake smile and opened the door cheerily. "Hello! Welcome to Lon Lon Ranch! How may I help you?"

At the door stood a man clad in green. "Errr...Does Malon live here?"

Malon looked over Ingo's shoulder to see the man she had seen earlier. "I'm right here! Have you come to tell me who you are?" She flashed a sly smile.

"Haha," he chuckled. "You still have figure that? Well that's not why I'm here. I found this necklace, I figured it was yours." He held out a charm necklace of a cow.

"No, it's not mine. It's beautiful though." Malon blushed.

Ingo stepped in front of Malon, again, almost forcing all three to move outside. "The milk Malon, what happened to it?" Ingo stared angrily at the man.

Suddenly memories flooded Malon's mind, of the promise she made almost seven years ago. I'm so sorry father, she though, But I have to break my promise. "The milk is gone Ingo! The milk is dead to me!" Tears streamed down her face. "And now I'm leaving, and I don't want to see you ever again." She turned to the man from her memories. "Take me with you."

"I will."