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At first Ganon thought an angel was singing in his ear. The voice sounded like the bells at the sacred temple. He opened his eyes and saw the extra blankets he had placed on the woman the night before was now on him. He sat up and noticed the smell of something cooking. It was something he never smelt before but it made his stomach give a little rumble.
He looked over at his empty bead and immediately knew who the angelic voice was. He also knew the angelic voice had to be cooking something. He got up and stretched out his achy joints. Sleeping on the hard ground did hurt his back a little. He was going to have to get another bed built for this woman if she decided to stay with him for the rest of the winter.
He then went into the small kitchen and saw a heap of golden fluffy flat cakes. The woman was cooking with one of the iron skillets over the small oven. She was poking at something in the skillet. Ganon didn't know what to say so he said the first thing he could think of.
"What's that?" he asked as he sat down.
"Well good morning to you two, these are pancakes, I hope your not upset about me cooking these?" she asked as she flipped another pan-cake.
"Oh it's not a problem, I was meaning to go to town and buy some more flour." He knew that flour was hard to get during winter but he didn't want her to feel bad. He didn't usually eat in the morning. Normally he ate only one meal and that was usually in the middle of the day.
"I'm sorry but I felt like a burden. I had to do something to let you know I am grateful for you rescuing me and all." She then flipped out the pancake and put it on the stack of other pancakes. She then put the iron skillet next to the washtub.
Ganon only watched her with little amusement. She was beautiful almost as beautiful as his wife. The only difference between her and his wife was their hair. His wife had white hair. It wasn't blond like link or Zelda's. Or Grey like Impa's. But whiter then a bolt of lightning. Her skin was light and she was very soft spoken. How naboru was born with flaming red hair and a dark complexion like his he will never know. Naboru was more of a lookalike of just him.
"Well are you going to eat, or do you like pancakes?" she asked as she took the seat across from Ganon. She looked at Ganon and smiled. He was huge. Like a large red oak towering above her. Next to him, she felt like a small mouse. He was tan and had hair just as red as hers. Whenever he moved, she saw his mussels swell and relax. He had the look of a man with all the power in the world but yet the heart of a kitten. Something about him seamed dark and sad. Like he has a dark story to his past, that is best-kept secret.
He returned her gaze and he saw a young woman with the heart of a lion, and the voice of an angel. Her hair was red and fiery, longer than any Gorudo he ever known. Her skin was pale and her eyes were bright green. Her body was slender yet solid. She wasn't like the princess. But more like a farm girl. Her beauty was that of or more then Zelda's. He smiled and grabbed a fork and took a few pancakes off the stack.
Soon both were eating the stack of cakes and it wasn't long before the plate was gone. It had been a long time since Ganon had food cooked by a woman and it was warming to his heart and soul. He got up and helped her clean the dishes and soon the kitchen was back the way it was. Ganon then picked up his red shroud and put it around his shoulder's. He then looked back at the young woman she was watching him like she was waiting for her coat.
"I only have one warm covering, I'll have to go to town and get you one as well. Anyway you should stay here and stay warm. I don't wont you out in this cold again. Let your body heal before you force it to fight the cold again. If you get bored I have some books in a chest in the corner of the bed room." With that, he left. With out letting her argue.
As he went out the tent he waved his hand so that the door would seal shut, it wouldn't let any one in or out until he came back. It wasn't because he was keeping the young woman a prisoner. He was making sure she wouldn't wonder out and get stuck in the cold again. He also didn't want any one breaking into his home and taking advantage of her.
Ganon knew the evils of a man's heart all to well. The memories he had of when he was evil will haunt him till the day he dies. The thought of turning back into that horrible monster made him shiver.
He then went to another tent and opened the flap. There standing in the morning sunshine was an Ebony black horse. It was magnificent. It had the withers of a mighty war-horse. And the temper of one two. Once just as dark and evil as he, now calm and loving even more than any other horse Ganon knew. He mounted the horse, leaving the saddle and reins behind. The two had been friends ever since Ganon was only five. And they were inseparable.
When Ganon became evil, the horse followed him. When Ganon went to the sacred realm, the horse went mad with rage, and slowly as time went by it let its rage bleed out and it soon had no more to give. When Ganon returned he found the horse and they were soon just as good of friends as they were before. Ganon never named it for no name ever could come to him mind. So he always called it horse. Someday he will name it but not today.
When he got to town cold stares and loud whispers of insults greeted him. He didn't pay much attention and he held his head high. He finally made it to the bazaar and opened the door. The warmth of the shop made his finger's tingle as they begun to warm back up. The shopkeeper looked at him and shook his head. Ganon tried to act like he didn't notice and he went to the grocer area. He picked up a few things and put them into his bag. He then went over to the clothing area and found an emerald green cloak just right for the small woman. He then took his stuff up to the shopkeeper and put everything on the counter.
The shopkeeper didn't say anything nor did he move. Ganon knew trouble would probably happen but he wasn't in the mood for it. "Please, all I wont is some food and clothing, I'll pay extra if I have to." Ganon pleaded hoping this wouldn't lead to an altercation.
The shopkeeper glared at Ganon. " I wish you would just die, like my wife did when you killed her. If it wasn't for link I would throw you from this place faster than a dead rat." Ganon hated that fact. He was large and heavily built with mussels. Yet, no one gave him any breaks. The only breaks he got were the ones link allowed. Having your life dictated by a small scrawny man called the hero of time was embarrassing.
Ganon gave a sigh "please just write this stuff down so I can give you my money and be out of here."
The man then wrote down the items Ganon put on the table and he stopped when he got to the cloak. "What's this for, it won't fit you." He asked as he held up the green cloak.
Ganon knew the question would come up "Horse need's something to keep the snow and moisture off his back." Ganon said hoping it was a good enough excuse. But he knew better.
"You're going to put this on a horse? This is fine craftsmanship!" the shopkeeper yelled as he begun to take away the cloak.
Ganon slammed his fist down on the wooden table. "Horse is all I got, he's the only thing that keep's me from going mad again. Do you want to be the reason why I turn back to being evil? Just because you didn't want to make a few extra rupees?" The shopkeeper shook his head and put the cloak back down. He then took Ganon's money and put every thing in a brown sack.
With out another word Ganon left the store. When he was at the palace gates he felt his back get pummeled by something wet and cold. He quickly turned around and saw some kids go running off laughing. Slowly the snow melted on his back making his clothes cold and stiff with ice. He only shook his head and mounted his horse.
When he returned to his home he saw the tent was still standing and it was still locked up. He then waved his hand and the door opened up. When he entered the woman was sitting on the padded chair reading a book. She looked up and glared at him.
"You locked me in, why?" she ended her phrase with a sharp snap of the book.
"I didn't lock it. How do you lock a tent door?" he asked hoping the lie would make her less mad at him.
"Oh, I was just joking, I didn't try and leave. I'm glad you didn't lock it." She then smiled and went back to the book. "I can't read this stuff the letters and words are unfamiliar."
Ganon walked over to her side and looked down at the book and saw she was reading a book written about Hyrule's past. "That's ok, it's a history book anyway, you wouldn't understand it if you could read it anyway." They both let out a little laugh and he sat down on the padded chair across from her. He found the bag that held the cloak and handed it to her. "This is something that I think you need. It's one of the finest made in Hyrule."
She opened it and as soon as her eyes fell on the deep green of the cloak, she let out a small sigh. "You don't like it? I can go back and find another one if you wont me too?" she didn't say anything, she stood up and let the brown paper fall off the cloak and she undid the ties. She then wrapped it around her self and hugged her self as she looked in the mirror.
"I love it, thank you, oh how did you know green was my favorite color?" she asked a she went to the mirror to see her self better.
"I didn't, I saw that and it reminded me of your eyes, I thought that anything that looked as beautiful as you had to be perfect." Ganon could have slapped his self in the face. He quickly realized he was falling for this woman. He knew that that loving her would be a bad thing. She would always be in danger of someone wanting revenge for killing there loved one.
She then walked over to him and held her hand out. He looked up at her and saw the joy in her eyes. He then remembered the same look his wife would give him. It was back when they were king and queen. Not a worry not a care. The Kingdome was perfect.
Suddenly his thoughts were interrupted when he felt arms wrap themselves around his massive shoulders. " Thank you so much, you are a good friend." She then let go and started to the door. She then turned to look at him "Well, are you coming out side with me?"
Ganon was still in shook from being hugged. Ever since he came back from the sacred realm that was the first warm touch, he had ever had. He looked at her and nodded with a big grin on his face. He put his shroud back on and followed her out side. As soon as he hit the snow, she began to laugh. The sound of laughter seamed to fill the air with a warm buzz of happiness. Ganon had not felt the spark of being happy for so long. It took him a long time to realize he too had a laugh. And it rang out like deep brass bells.
Suddenly a ball of snow exploded on his chest, he looked up and saw the young woman smile and stick her tongue out. She turned and ran giggling like a little girl. He smiled and gave chase. He picked up a small hand full of snow and threw it in her direction hitting her directly on her back. She stopped and screamed as she continued to laugh. Giving Ganon enough time to catch-up to her and catch her by the hand. She stopped laughing and smiled as she looked up at his eyes. It then dawned on to Ganon that he didn't even know her name yet.
"You know, you never told me your name?" he asked as she let go of his hand and continued to walk. She stopped for a moment. Her face became dark as she tried to remember her name. She then smiled and looked up at him "I can't remember, but I do know a name you could call me until I do remember." she laughed " Call me winter, seeing how it was winter when we first met." She said as she looked up to the sky. "Hay, that reminds me, what is your name?"
Ganon wanted to tell her his full name but he decided not to "My name is just Ganon."
Ganon thought on the name the woman gave him and smiled. He knew this woman had to have been sent to him by the Goddess. She was to perfect not to have been. Suddenly a crack was heard through the air. It was then that Ganon realized they had walked on top of the frozen lake. And it was starting to break from his weight.
"Winter, slowly walk back to the tent now, Don't worry I'll be right behind you." He said as he spread his legs apart a little hoping to lesson the weight on the place where he stood. Winter quickly ran back to the tent and turned to Ganon.
Knowing winter was safely off the lake, he followed her footsteps. Suddenly a loud crack shot through the air and Ganon felt the ice under his feet break away. He had only a second to think that this was his last chance at life. No one was going to rescue an old villain.
Winter screamed as she watched Ganon disappear through the ice. She screamed out his name only to hear the dead wind blow the powdery ice across the vast lake.
At first Ganon thought an angel was singing in his ear. The voice sounded like the bells at the sacred temple. He opened his eyes and saw the extra blankets he had placed on the woman the night before was now on him. He sat up and noticed the smell of something cooking. It was something he never smelt before but it made his stomach give a little rumble.
He looked over at his empty bead and immediately knew who the angelic voice was. He also knew the angelic voice had to be cooking something. He got up and stretched out his achy joints. Sleeping on the hard ground did hurt his back a little. He was going to have to get another bed built for this woman if she decided to stay with him for the rest of the winter.
He then went into the small kitchen and saw a heap of golden fluffy flat cakes. The woman was cooking with one of the iron skillets over the small oven. She was poking at something in the skillet. Ganon didn't know what to say so he said the first thing he could think of.
"What's that?" he asked as he sat down.
"Well good morning to you two, these are pancakes, I hope your not upset about me cooking these?" she asked as she flipped another pan-cake.
"Oh it's not a problem, I was meaning to go to town and buy some more flour." He knew that flour was hard to get during winter but he didn't want her to feel bad. He didn't usually eat in the morning. Normally he ate only one meal and that was usually in the middle of the day.
"I'm sorry but I felt like a burden. I had to do something to let you know I am grateful for you rescuing me and all." She then flipped out the pancake and put it on the stack of other pancakes. She then put the iron skillet next to the washtub.
Ganon only watched her with little amusement. She was beautiful almost as beautiful as his wife. The only difference between her and his wife was their hair. His wife had white hair. It wasn't blond like link or Zelda's. Or Grey like Impa's. But whiter then a bolt of lightning. Her skin was light and she was very soft spoken. How naboru was born with flaming red hair and a dark complexion like his he will never know. Naboru was more of a lookalike of just him.
"Well are you going to eat, or do you like pancakes?" she asked as she took the seat across from Ganon. She looked at Ganon and smiled. He was huge. Like a large red oak towering above her. Next to him, she felt like a small mouse. He was tan and had hair just as red as hers. Whenever he moved, she saw his mussels swell and relax. He had the look of a man with all the power in the world but yet the heart of a kitten. Something about him seamed dark and sad. Like he has a dark story to his past, that is best-kept secret.
He returned her gaze and he saw a young woman with the heart of a lion, and the voice of an angel. Her hair was red and fiery, longer than any Gorudo he ever known. Her skin was pale and her eyes were bright green. Her body was slender yet solid. She wasn't like the princess. But more like a farm girl. Her beauty was that of or more then Zelda's. He smiled and grabbed a fork and took a few pancakes off the stack.
Soon both were eating the stack of cakes and it wasn't long before the plate was gone. It had been a long time since Ganon had food cooked by a woman and it was warming to his heart and soul. He got up and helped her clean the dishes and soon the kitchen was back the way it was. Ganon then picked up his red shroud and put it around his shoulder's. He then looked back at the young woman she was watching him like she was waiting for her coat.
"I only have one warm covering, I'll have to go to town and get you one as well. Anyway you should stay here and stay warm. I don't wont you out in this cold again. Let your body heal before you force it to fight the cold again. If you get bored I have some books in a chest in the corner of the bed room." With that, he left. With out letting her argue.
As he went out the tent he waved his hand so that the door would seal shut, it wouldn't let any one in or out until he came back. It wasn't because he was keeping the young woman a prisoner. He was making sure she wouldn't wonder out and get stuck in the cold again. He also didn't want any one breaking into his home and taking advantage of her.
Ganon knew the evils of a man's heart all to well. The memories he had of when he was evil will haunt him till the day he dies. The thought of turning back into that horrible monster made him shiver.
He then went to another tent and opened the flap. There standing in the morning sunshine was an Ebony black horse. It was magnificent. It had the withers of a mighty war-horse. And the temper of one two. Once just as dark and evil as he, now calm and loving even more than any other horse Ganon knew. He mounted the horse, leaving the saddle and reins behind. The two had been friends ever since Ganon was only five. And they were inseparable.
When Ganon became evil, the horse followed him. When Ganon went to the sacred realm, the horse went mad with rage, and slowly as time went by it let its rage bleed out and it soon had no more to give. When Ganon returned he found the horse and they were soon just as good of friends as they were before. Ganon never named it for no name ever could come to him mind. So he always called it horse. Someday he will name it but not today.
When he got to town cold stares and loud whispers of insults greeted him. He didn't pay much attention and he held his head high. He finally made it to the bazaar and opened the door. The warmth of the shop made his finger's tingle as they begun to warm back up. The shopkeeper looked at him and shook his head. Ganon tried to act like he didn't notice and he went to the grocer area. He picked up a few things and put them into his bag. He then went over to the clothing area and found an emerald green cloak just right for the small woman. He then took his stuff up to the shopkeeper and put everything on the counter.
The shopkeeper didn't say anything nor did he move. Ganon knew trouble would probably happen but he wasn't in the mood for it. "Please, all I wont is some food and clothing, I'll pay extra if I have to." Ganon pleaded hoping this wouldn't lead to an altercation.
The shopkeeper glared at Ganon. " I wish you would just die, like my wife did when you killed her. If it wasn't for link I would throw you from this place faster than a dead rat." Ganon hated that fact. He was large and heavily built with mussels. Yet, no one gave him any breaks. The only breaks he got were the ones link allowed. Having your life dictated by a small scrawny man called the hero of time was embarrassing.
Ganon gave a sigh "please just write this stuff down so I can give you my money and be out of here."
The man then wrote down the items Ganon put on the table and he stopped when he got to the cloak. "What's this for, it won't fit you." He asked as he held up the green cloak.
Ganon knew the question would come up "Horse need's something to keep the snow and moisture off his back." Ganon said hoping it was a good enough excuse. But he knew better.
"You're going to put this on a horse? This is fine craftsmanship!" the shopkeeper yelled as he begun to take away the cloak.
Ganon slammed his fist down on the wooden table. "Horse is all I got, he's the only thing that keep's me from going mad again. Do you want to be the reason why I turn back to being evil? Just because you didn't want to make a few extra rupees?" The shopkeeper shook his head and put the cloak back down. He then took Ganon's money and put every thing in a brown sack.
With out another word Ganon left the store. When he was at the palace gates he felt his back get pummeled by something wet and cold. He quickly turned around and saw some kids go running off laughing. Slowly the snow melted on his back making his clothes cold and stiff with ice. He only shook his head and mounted his horse.
When he returned to his home he saw the tent was still standing and it was still locked up. He then waved his hand and the door opened up. When he entered the woman was sitting on the padded chair reading a book. She looked up and glared at him.
"You locked me in, why?" she ended her phrase with a sharp snap of the book.
"I didn't lock it. How do you lock a tent door?" he asked hoping the lie would make her less mad at him.
"Oh, I was just joking, I didn't try and leave. I'm glad you didn't lock it." She then smiled and went back to the book. "I can't read this stuff the letters and words are unfamiliar."
Ganon walked over to her side and looked down at the book and saw she was reading a book written about Hyrule's past. "That's ok, it's a history book anyway, you wouldn't understand it if you could read it anyway." They both let out a little laugh and he sat down on the padded chair across from her. He found the bag that held the cloak and handed it to her. "This is something that I think you need. It's one of the finest made in Hyrule."
She opened it and as soon as her eyes fell on the deep green of the cloak, she let out a small sigh. "You don't like it? I can go back and find another one if you wont me too?" she didn't say anything, she stood up and let the brown paper fall off the cloak and she undid the ties. She then wrapped it around her self and hugged her self as she looked in the mirror.
"I love it, thank you, oh how did you know green was my favorite color?" she asked a she went to the mirror to see her self better.
"I didn't, I saw that and it reminded me of your eyes, I thought that anything that looked as beautiful as you had to be perfect." Ganon could have slapped his self in the face. He quickly realized he was falling for this woman. He knew that that loving her would be a bad thing. She would always be in danger of someone wanting revenge for killing there loved one.
She then walked over to him and held her hand out. He looked up at her and saw the joy in her eyes. He then remembered the same look his wife would give him. It was back when they were king and queen. Not a worry not a care. The Kingdome was perfect.
Suddenly his thoughts were interrupted when he felt arms wrap themselves around his massive shoulders. " Thank you so much, you are a good friend." She then let go and started to the door. She then turned to look at him "Well, are you coming out side with me?"
Ganon was still in shook from being hugged. Ever since he came back from the sacred realm that was the first warm touch, he had ever had. He looked at her and nodded with a big grin on his face. He put his shroud back on and followed her out side. As soon as he hit the snow, she began to laugh. The sound of laughter seamed to fill the air with a warm buzz of happiness. Ganon had not felt the spark of being happy for so long. It took him a long time to realize he too had a laugh. And it rang out like deep brass bells.
Suddenly a ball of snow exploded on his chest, he looked up and saw the young woman smile and stick her tongue out. She turned and ran giggling like a little girl. He smiled and gave chase. He picked up a small hand full of snow and threw it in her direction hitting her directly on her back. She stopped and screamed as she continued to laugh. Giving Ganon enough time to catch-up to her and catch her by the hand. She stopped laughing and smiled as she looked up at his eyes. It then dawned on to Ganon that he didn't even know her name yet.
"You know, you never told me your name?" he asked as she let go of his hand and continued to walk. She stopped for a moment. Her face became dark as she tried to remember her name. She then smiled and looked up at him "I can't remember, but I do know a name you could call me until I do remember." she laughed " Call me winter, seeing how it was winter when we first met." She said as she looked up to the sky. "Hay, that reminds me, what is your name?"
Ganon wanted to tell her his full name but he decided not to "My name is just Ganon."
Ganon thought on the name the woman gave him and smiled. He knew this woman had to have been sent to him by the Goddess. She was to perfect not to have been. Suddenly a crack was heard through the air. It was then that Ganon realized they had walked on top of the frozen lake. And it was starting to break from his weight.
"Winter, slowly walk back to the tent now, Don't worry I'll be right behind you." He said as he spread his legs apart a little hoping to lesson the weight on the place where he stood. Winter quickly ran back to the tent and turned to Ganon.
Knowing winter was safely off the lake, he followed her footsteps. Suddenly a loud crack shot through the air and Ganon felt the ice under his feet break away. He had only a second to think that this was his last chance at life. No one was going to rescue an old villain.
Winter screamed as she watched Ganon disappear through the ice. She screamed out his name only to hear the dead wind blow the powdery ice across the vast lake.