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Our Vines Have Tender Grapes
Impa cradled her youngest daughter in her arms. She sighed, but still smiled. With five other children, it could be difficult to raise them all.
Quinten ran into the room. "Hello, mummy," he said. "Darryl is asleep."
"Shhh," his mother quieted him. "You'll wake Zelda." The small child stirred a bit. Impa rested her hand gently down onto her daughter's forehead, calming her. "Isn't she beautiful, Quint?"
Frowning, Quinten stepped closer. "No," he answered flatly. "She's just an ugly little baby."
"Quinten!" Impa scolded. "That's no way to talk to your little sister! And besides, she's not the baby of the family any more. Darryl is. Zelda just turned four."
"Yeah, yeah, I know," Quint said, fiddling with his belt hole. "But that doesn't automatically make her beautiful, you know."
"I think she's gorgeous," said Kathryn, the oldest child, as she stepped into the room. "I swear, someday she'll grow up to be the lovliest child in all of Altea! I'll bet that even in Hyrule you won't find a prettier face. . .I wish my hair was as blonde as all that. And oh, her eyes!"
"They probably won't be blue forever," Quint argued. "A lot of babies have blue eyes when they're born, and then they change color.
"If their color would changed, they'd have changed already," said Dylan, the second-oldest daughter. "She's a lovely child, mama. I'm proud to be her sister." She turned to Quint. "I am not, however, proud to be YOUR sister."
"Quiet," Quint said through bared teeth. "You'll wake Zelda."
"Like you'd care," Kathryn whispered in a harsh voice.
A knock on the door interrupted their quarrel. "Who's that, mother?" Dylan asked worriedly, running a hand through her red hair. Impa laughed, handing Zelda over to her oldest child.
"Take Zelda to bed, would you, Kathryn?" she asked. Her daughter obeyed. "And don't be so nervous, you two. It's just the Queen."
"The queen?!" Dylan and Quint cried in unison. "But we haven't had a chance to wash up or anything!"
"Don't worry," Impa laughed, walking over to the door. "She won't bite your head off if you don't look perfect. Besides, she's here to see Darryl."
Queen Rose and Impa had been childhood friends. The royal had come every time a baby was born, claiming that a child of Impa's was a child of hers. Impa's husband, Conan, had sadly died a few months ago in a carrige accident. Darryl was to be their last child.
Impa opened the door, and the Queen stepped outside. "I am without an escort tonight, my dear," the Queen said, taking off her coat. "My husband suddenly called an emergency meeting requiring all the knights."
"I hope your journey was all right," Impa said.
"It was wonderful my dear," Queen Rose responded. "Well, were is this new child of yours, Darryl?"
Grinning Impa lead her friend into the next room. "In here."
Queen Rose squeaked with excitement as she saw the small baby asleep in his crib. "Impa, he is simply one of the most adorable children I've ever seen!" She reached down and gently stroked Darryl's cheek. "His skin is so smooth. . ."
"As are all babies'," Impa laughed.
Laughing good-heartedly, the Queen turned to the next bed. "And this is Zelda, isn't that right?" she asked. Impa nodded. "Oh Impa, she's just a lovely child. . .you know, she and Darryl both look an awful lot alike. . ."
"You know, there's something funny about that," Impa said. "They both have the same exact habit. Look, I'll show you." Impa reached down towards Zelda, and knocked on the wooden side of her bed. A small hissing sigh issued from her daughter's lips.
"And Darryl does the same?" Queen Rose inquired.
"Yes, try it."
Grinning, the Queen did so, and the same thing happened. "What a distinct sound," she marveled. "I've never heard a sound quite like that before. . .why, if it isn't Quinten! Oh, come on in here, boy! I won't bite your head off."
Blushing, Quint stepped forward. "Hello, your majesty," he said, bowing.
"Hello," the Queen said. "Where are all the others?"
At that moment, scuffling feet could be heard from outside the room. Kathryn stepped in, followed by Dylan, who was followed by Matt--the other boy in the family. They curtsied and bowed respectfully.
"Kathryn, you just get lovlier each time I see you!" the Queen exclaimed, placing a hand on the girl's shoulder.
"Thank you, highness," Kathryn said, blushing and curtseying again.
"And Dylan," Queen Rose said. "That hair of yours is just simply radiant!" She stroked the girl's hair lovingly.
"So kind of you to say so, ma'am," Dylan said through (unnoticed) clenched teeth, as she curtsied again. She hated people touching her hair.
"And Matthew," the Queen laughed, addressing the son a year older than Zelda. "If you get any more handsome, I may be tempted to leave the throne!"
"You couldn't do that!" Matt exclaimed, taking her seriously. "Then we wouldn't have a Queen, even if I am tempting!"
Impa, Queen Rose and the other children laughed.
"Would you like to have a seat and I'll make some tea?" Impa offered.
"I'm sorry, I can't stay too long. I'm making a long trip to Hyrule tomorrow, and I've got to turn in rather early. Otherwise you know I'd love to stay!"
"Yes, I understand," Impa said. "I'll see you to the door. . .even though you know where it is already."
"Thank you, dear." Queen Rose got her coat and raised an eyebrow. She looked around, and started slowly walking to the window.
"What is it, Rose?" Impa questioned.
"Do you. . .do you hear that noise?" Rose asked. "It sounds like. . ." She opened the curtains slightly, then immediately shut them. "It's horses! Impa, you and the children get into the basement immediately!"
"What're you--"
"Go Impa, that's an order!"
Scared and confused, Impa ran back into the room. "Children, into the cellar with me, quickly!" They all quickly ran into another room, Dylan grabbing Zelda on the way. Impa opened a door in the floorboards, and they all hurried into it. The Queen dove in at the last minute.
"What's this all about, mother?" Quint asked, taking Kathryn's hair out of his mouth. "Why are we--"
"Shh!" Queen Rose hushed them. "Talk in whispers, children!"
"Your highness, what is it?" Dylan asked.
"Why are we in the cellar?" Matt demanded.
Queen Rose turned to face them, the color drained out of her face. "They've come. I didn't think they'd get this far, but they've come!"
"Who has?" Kathyrn asked.
"I haven't much time to explain to you!" Queen Rose whispered hurriedly. "It's the soldiers from the Orpheum Woods! They're killing off the Sheikah population! Murdering adults, torturing and killing children, everyone! They believe that because of Jack the Dipper and Billy the Lid all Sheikahs must be destroyed! They've been raiding houses for months!"
"Why weren't we told about this?!" Impa cried.
"How should I know?! I never thought they'd come all the way down here!" Queen Rose snapped. "But you've got to be quiet!"
'How can this be happening?' Impa thought to herself. Her eyes began to slowly adjust to the dark. "Kathryn, Dylan, Quint, Matt, Zelda. . .where's Darryl?! DARRYL!" In a flash, Impa ran back up the stairs and flung open the secret door.
"Impa, are you insane?!" Rose shouted. "Get back before they see you!"
"Mother!" Kathryn screamed, running up the stairs. "Quickly, come back!"
The front door burst open. Kathryn shrieked in fright as one an iron- clad soldier grabbed her throat and pitched her across the room. Impa, carrying Darryl, attempted to quickly scurry over to her daughter.
"You, woman!" one of the soldiers shouted. "What've you got in your hands?!"
"GET OUT OF MY HOUSE!" Impa shouted. She opened a steel cupboard, shoved Darryl inside it, and quickly locked it. She threw the key into a drawer filled with others. "You'll never get it!"
"Get out of the way, you wench!" the soldier shouted. He took out a dagger and plunged it unceremoniously into Impa's heart. "That'll fix you. . ."
"Look, there's a door on the ground over there!" said a soldier. "There's probably vermin down there, too! Go check!"
Looking around desperately, the Queen found a small ditch in the dirty floor. She grabbed Zelda and jumped into it. "Hurry children, follow me!"
"I see you down there!" shouted a soldier. He jumped down the stairs and grabbed Dylan's hair.
"Get off me!" she shouted sending a punch towards his face. His nose started to flow blood.
"Got a tough one down here," the soldier said, getting a better grip. He handed her up the stairs to another knight. "Wait, I see two more down here! Better not take any chances with you!" He produced a sword, and whacked both Matt and Quint with the hilt of it. He looked around, then dragged them up the stairs.
"MOTHER!" Queen Rose heard Dylan shout. "KAT! FATHER! ROSE, ROSE HELP US! DAD!"
"Get your dirty hands off my sister and brothers!" Kathyrn choked in a hoarse voice, grabbing one of the knight's arms.
"Take care of that wench!" ordered a knight.
Screams. "KATHRYN!" Dylan shouted. "HELP!"
"C'mon," said one soldier. "Let's go, that's all there are here."
The Queen's heartbeat steadily went back to normal. All was deadly quiet above her head. Cradling Zelda in her arms, she slowly stepped up the stairs that led to the main floor. Shutting her eyes, Queen Rose climbed the last step. She set Zelda down before her. Bracing herself, the Queen opened her eyes.
She emitted a short scream. By the door, Kathryn lay in a heap, a rope around her neck. She'd put up a struggle, but had been mercilessly strangled to death by one of the soldiers. Tears cascaded down the Queen's cheeks.
"Rose," came a whisper. The Queen whipped around, and saw Impa in another corner. A dagger was protruding from her chest, and blood flowed out of her mouth. "Where Zelda go?"
Getting to her feet, Queen Rose ran over to Zelda (now wide awake) and gave her to her mother. The Queen slowly sat down again.
"Mommy, you bleeding," Zelda garbled, reaching up a hand.
"I know," Impa said, smiling. She gently took Zelda's arm. "Don't touch. Hurts." Tears silently fell down her cheeks as Zelda tucked a strand of grey hair behind her mother's ear.
"Mommy, you crying," Zelda sniffed.
"I know," Impa whispered hoarsley.
"Mommy, where did Dylan and the others go? Are they at a party? One I didn't get invited to because I'm too young? They always go places without me."
"No, they're not at a party," Impa said kindly, her smile starting to fade. "Not at a party. . .Rose. . ." She turned to her friend, resting a hand on her shoulder. "Take care. . . maybe Malon will. . ."
"She'll what?" Rose asked. There came no response. Impa's arm slowly slid into the dirt. "Impa!"
Confused, Zelda sat up in her mother's lap. "What happened, mommy? Wake up! Don't sleep now! Get up!"
Choking back tears, Rose thought of Impa's last words. "Take care. . ."
Queen Rose got to her feet, picking Zelda up in her arms. The toddler turned around to face her dead mother.
"Why are we leaving, Rose? Why are we just leaving mommy on the floor like that? Don't you want to put her in a bed? Why's Kathryn wearing a rope? What happened? Where are we going?"
More tears escaped Rose's eyes as she closed the front door slightly behind her. "Zelda, you're going to stay with Aunt Rose for a while."
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Our Vines Have Tender Grapes
Impa cradled her youngest daughter in her arms. She sighed, but still smiled. With five other children, it could be difficult to raise them all.
Quinten ran into the room. "Hello, mummy," he said. "Darryl is asleep."
"Shhh," his mother quieted him. "You'll wake Zelda." The small child stirred a bit. Impa rested her hand gently down onto her daughter's forehead, calming her. "Isn't she beautiful, Quint?"
Frowning, Quinten stepped closer. "No," he answered flatly. "She's just an ugly little baby."
"Quinten!" Impa scolded. "That's no way to talk to your little sister! And besides, she's not the baby of the family any more. Darryl is. Zelda just turned four."
"Yeah, yeah, I know," Quint said, fiddling with his belt hole. "But that doesn't automatically make her beautiful, you know."
"I think she's gorgeous," said Kathryn, the oldest child, as she stepped into the room. "I swear, someday she'll grow up to be the lovliest child in all of Altea! I'll bet that even in Hyrule you won't find a prettier face. . .I wish my hair was as blonde as all that. And oh, her eyes!"
"They probably won't be blue forever," Quint argued. "A lot of babies have blue eyes when they're born, and then they change color.
"If their color would changed, they'd have changed already," said Dylan, the second-oldest daughter. "She's a lovely child, mama. I'm proud to be her sister." She turned to Quint. "I am not, however, proud to be YOUR sister."
"Quiet," Quint said through bared teeth. "You'll wake Zelda."
"Like you'd care," Kathryn whispered in a harsh voice.
A knock on the door interrupted their quarrel. "Who's that, mother?" Dylan asked worriedly, running a hand through her red hair. Impa laughed, handing Zelda over to her oldest child.
"Take Zelda to bed, would you, Kathryn?" she asked. Her daughter obeyed. "And don't be so nervous, you two. It's just the Queen."
"The queen?!" Dylan and Quint cried in unison. "But we haven't had a chance to wash up or anything!"
"Don't worry," Impa laughed, walking over to the door. "She won't bite your head off if you don't look perfect. Besides, she's here to see Darryl."
Queen Rose and Impa had been childhood friends. The royal had come every time a baby was born, claiming that a child of Impa's was a child of hers. Impa's husband, Conan, had sadly died a few months ago in a carrige accident. Darryl was to be their last child.
Impa opened the door, and the Queen stepped outside. "I am without an escort tonight, my dear," the Queen said, taking off her coat. "My husband suddenly called an emergency meeting requiring all the knights."
"I hope your journey was all right," Impa said.
"It was wonderful my dear," Queen Rose responded. "Well, were is this new child of yours, Darryl?"
Grinning Impa lead her friend into the next room. "In here."
Queen Rose squeaked with excitement as she saw the small baby asleep in his crib. "Impa, he is simply one of the most adorable children I've ever seen!" She reached down and gently stroked Darryl's cheek. "His skin is so smooth. . ."
"As are all babies'," Impa laughed.
Laughing good-heartedly, the Queen turned to the next bed. "And this is Zelda, isn't that right?" she asked. Impa nodded. "Oh Impa, she's just a lovely child. . .you know, she and Darryl both look an awful lot alike. . ."
"You know, there's something funny about that," Impa said. "They both have the same exact habit. Look, I'll show you." Impa reached down towards Zelda, and knocked on the wooden side of her bed. A small hissing sigh issued from her daughter's lips.
"And Darryl does the same?" Queen Rose inquired.
"Yes, try it."
Grinning, the Queen did so, and the same thing happened. "What a distinct sound," she marveled. "I've never heard a sound quite like that before. . .why, if it isn't Quinten! Oh, come on in here, boy! I won't bite your head off."
Blushing, Quint stepped forward. "Hello, your majesty," he said, bowing.
"Hello," the Queen said. "Where are all the others?"
At that moment, scuffling feet could be heard from outside the room. Kathryn stepped in, followed by Dylan, who was followed by Matt--the other boy in the family. They curtsied and bowed respectfully.
"Kathryn, you just get lovlier each time I see you!" the Queen exclaimed, placing a hand on the girl's shoulder.
"Thank you, highness," Kathryn said, blushing and curtseying again.
"And Dylan," Queen Rose said. "That hair of yours is just simply radiant!" She stroked the girl's hair lovingly.
"So kind of you to say so, ma'am," Dylan said through (unnoticed) clenched teeth, as she curtsied again. She hated people touching her hair.
"And Matthew," the Queen laughed, addressing the son a year older than Zelda. "If you get any more handsome, I may be tempted to leave the throne!"
"You couldn't do that!" Matt exclaimed, taking her seriously. "Then we wouldn't have a Queen, even if I am tempting!"
Impa, Queen Rose and the other children laughed.
"Would you like to have a seat and I'll make some tea?" Impa offered.
"I'm sorry, I can't stay too long. I'm making a long trip to Hyrule tomorrow, and I've got to turn in rather early. Otherwise you know I'd love to stay!"
"Yes, I understand," Impa said. "I'll see you to the door. . .even though you know where it is already."
"Thank you, dear." Queen Rose got her coat and raised an eyebrow. She looked around, and started slowly walking to the window.
"What is it, Rose?" Impa questioned.
"Do you. . .do you hear that noise?" Rose asked. "It sounds like. . ." She opened the curtains slightly, then immediately shut them. "It's horses! Impa, you and the children get into the basement immediately!"
"What're you--"
"Go Impa, that's an order!"
Scared and confused, Impa ran back into the room. "Children, into the cellar with me, quickly!" They all quickly ran into another room, Dylan grabbing Zelda on the way. Impa opened a door in the floorboards, and they all hurried into it. The Queen dove in at the last minute.
"What's this all about, mother?" Quint asked, taking Kathryn's hair out of his mouth. "Why are we--"
"Shh!" Queen Rose hushed them. "Talk in whispers, children!"
"Your highness, what is it?" Dylan asked.
"Why are we in the cellar?" Matt demanded.
Queen Rose turned to face them, the color drained out of her face. "They've come. I didn't think they'd get this far, but they've come!"
"Who has?" Kathyrn asked.
"I haven't much time to explain to you!" Queen Rose whispered hurriedly. "It's the soldiers from the Orpheum Woods! They're killing off the Sheikah population! Murdering adults, torturing and killing children, everyone! They believe that because of Jack the Dipper and Billy the Lid all Sheikahs must be destroyed! They've been raiding houses for months!"
"Why weren't we told about this?!" Impa cried.
"How should I know?! I never thought they'd come all the way down here!" Queen Rose snapped. "But you've got to be quiet!"
'How can this be happening?' Impa thought to herself. Her eyes began to slowly adjust to the dark. "Kathryn, Dylan, Quint, Matt, Zelda. . .where's Darryl?! DARRYL!" In a flash, Impa ran back up the stairs and flung open the secret door.
"Impa, are you insane?!" Rose shouted. "Get back before they see you!"
"Mother!" Kathryn screamed, running up the stairs. "Quickly, come back!"
The front door burst open. Kathryn shrieked in fright as one an iron- clad soldier grabbed her throat and pitched her across the room. Impa, carrying Darryl, attempted to quickly scurry over to her daughter.
"You, woman!" one of the soldiers shouted. "What've you got in your hands?!"
"GET OUT OF MY HOUSE!" Impa shouted. She opened a steel cupboard, shoved Darryl inside it, and quickly locked it. She threw the key into a drawer filled with others. "You'll never get it!"
"Get out of the way, you wench!" the soldier shouted. He took out a dagger and plunged it unceremoniously into Impa's heart. "That'll fix you. . ."
"Look, there's a door on the ground over there!" said a soldier. "There's probably vermin down there, too! Go check!"
Looking around desperately, the Queen found a small ditch in the dirty floor. She grabbed Zelda and jumped into it. "Hurry children, follow me!"
"I see you down there!" shouted a soldier. He jumped down the stairs and grabbed Dylan's hair.
"Get off me!" she shouted sending a punch towards his face. His nose started to flow blood.
"Got a tough one down here," the soldier said, getting a better grip. He handed her up the stairs to another knight. "Wait, I see two more down here! Better not take any chances with you!" He produced a sword, and whacked both Matt and Quint with the hilt of it. He looked around, then dragged them up the stairs.
"MOTHER!" Queen Rose heard Dylan shout. "KAT! FATHER! ROSE, ROSE HELP US! DAD!"
"Get your dirty hands off my sister and brothers!" Kathyrn choked in a hoarse voice, grabbing one of the knight's arms.
"Take care of that wench!" ordered a knight.
Screams. "KATHRYN!" Dylan shouted. "HELP!"
"C'mon," said one soldier. "Let's go, that's all there are here."
The Queen's heartbeat steadily went back to normal. All was deadly quiet above her head. Cradling Zelda in her arms, she slowly stepped up the stairs that led to the main floor. Shutting her eyes, Queen Rose climbed the last step. She set Zelda down before her. Bracing herself, the Queen opened her eyes.
She emitted a short scream. By the door, Kathryn lay in a heap, a rope around her neck. She'd put up a struggle, but had been mercilessly strangled to death by one of the soldiers. Tears cascaded down the Queen's cheeks.
"Rose," came a whisper. The Queen whipped around, and saw Impa in another corner. A dagger was protruding from her chest, and blood flowed out of her mouth. "Where Zelda go?"
Getting to her feet, Queen Rose ran over to Zelda (now wide awake) and gave her to her mother. The Queen slowly sat down again.
"Mommy, you bleeding," Zelda garbled, reaching up a hand.
"I know," Impa said, smiling. She gently took Zelda's arm. "Don't touch. Hurts." Tears silently fell down her cheeks as Zelda tucked a strand of grey hair behind her mother's ear.
"Mommy, you crying," Zelda sniffed.
"I know," Impa whispered hoarsley.
"Mommy, where did Dylan and the others go? Are they at a party? One I didn't get invited to because I'm too young? They always go places without me."
"No, they're not at a party," Impa said kindly, her smile starting to fade. "Not at a party. . .Rose. . ." She turned to her friend, resting a hand on her shoulder. "Take care. . . maybe Malon will. . ."
"She'll what?" Rose asked. There came no response. Impa's arm slowly slid into the dirt. "Impa!"
Confused, Zelda sat up in her mother's lap. "What happened, mommy? Wake up! Don't sleep now! Get up!"
Choking back tears, Rose thought of Impa's last words. "Take care. . ."
Queen Rose got to her feet, picking Zelda up in her arms. The toddler turned around to face her dead mother.
"Why are we leaving, Rose? Why are we just leaving mommy on the floor like that? Don't you want to put her in a bed? Why's Kathryn wearing a rope? What happened? Where are we going?"
More tears escaped Rose's eyes as she closed the front door slightly behind her. "Zelda, you're going to stay with Aunt Rose for a while."
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