Sirus locked eyes with Diamond and smiled. "So what reason do you have for entering my kingdom? Did that idiot of a king send you to take me out? Or do you want to finish what you started?"
"I want to get into the Golden Falcon Palace." Diamond answered.
"So it would seem." Sirus said as he held out the Falcon Key that he must have taken from Diamond. "However you are faced with quite a dilemma. Because even if you managed to slip by us and make it to the Golden Falcon Palace, the door reads 'Only a Desarian may enter', and its clear to me that you are not Desarian."
"Well that's not a problem for me." Daruka said. "My grandmother was Desarian. So that would allow me to enter. And what's with the chains Sirus? Is this any way to treat the man you saved your ass?"
Sirus paused for a minute and the jamp down to Daruka and got a good look at him. "Well I'll be damned. It's the Moblin Slayer." He said before unsheathing his sword and cutting Daruka free. "What brings you here?"
"I'm with the kid." Daruka answered.
"So I see." Sirus said as he walked over to Diamond. "By the way boy. We got off to such a harsh start back in Shattered City, I didn't catch your name."
Diamond looked up at the Desarian Prince. "Diamond."
"Diamond huh." Sirus said. "Sounds oddly familiar. What's your last name?"
"Keya." Diamond answered.
Sirus paused again. This time he raised an eyebrow. "Keya huh." He said as he returned to his throne. "Your father's name?"
Diamond gave a confused expression on his face before climbing to his feet. "Ramsey."
"Ah!" Sirus yelled as he slapped his hand on the armrest of his throne. "Looks like the Savage Sandstorm wasn't slain in the forest. Tell me how is the scoundrel these days?"
"You knew him?" Diamond asked.
"Know him? He was my best friend." Sirus answered. "You see much like our ancestral Gerudo race, males are rarely born into our kingdom. Thirty-eight years ago, two hundred and fifty males were born. Among them were myself, and your father."
"So I am part Desarian?" Diamond asked.
"Well actually, only a quarter Desarian." Sirus explained. "You see your grandmother was Desarian. So you have as much Desarian blood in you as Daruka does."
"So I can enter the Golden Falcon Palace now?" Diamond asked.
"Let's not get too ahead of ourselves Diamond." Sirus said. "Tonight we pay tribute to the Golden Goddess. Afterwards you can enter the palace."
"Thank you Sirus." Diamond said.
After releasing Diamond and Forge, Sirus decided to show the trio around Crisis. He showed them the market, the archery range and the rest of the Royal palace. Sirus ultimately led them to the steps of the Golden Falcon Palace. The solid gold structure towered over the rest of Crisis and looked nearly twice the size of the Royal Palace.
"Looks pretty big." Diamond said as he looked at the massive Golden Palace. The steps leading up to the door went on for days it seemed. On one side was the statue of a Goddess, on the other was the statue of the Golden Falcon. After seeing the statue of the bird Diamond flashed back to what happened in the desert. "We saw this bird before."
"What do you mean you saw it?" Sirus asked. "The Golden Falcon is a cursed warrior who walks the halls of the palace you stand before."
"Well I know what I saw." Diamond said as he looked at the statue.
"It was probably the desert playing tricks on you." Sirus said. "Now come along. A feast awaits us."
Diamond and his companions walked toward the Royal Palace and Sirus stayed behind to give one last glance at the statue before turning away and following the trio.
"So how exactly did you save Crisis?" Diamond asked as he looked toward Daruka.
"Around six years ago, I got a tip that Stalkwell had been seen here." Daruka began. "So knowing me, I came here immediately. However when I arrived, Stalkwell had already begun to attack the city. I tracked him down and fought him long enough that the Desarians had already taken out his entire troop of Moblins. Out numbered, Stalkwell fled."
"And we all showed our gratitude to him for his help." Sirus said as he came up behind the two.
"Well I'm tired." Forge said. "And even though that feast sounds tempting, I'd much rather take a nap."
"Of course. Do what you'd like." Sirus said.
While Forge passed out in a nearby chair, Sirus led Diamond and Daruka to the Royal Hall, where all the Desarians gathered for an enormous feast.
"Grab something to eat." Sirus said. "When we're done, we'll return to the steps of the Golden Falcon Palace."
"You got it." Diamond said. "I'm starved."
Diamond ran off to the nearest food table and got himself an assortment of dishes while Daruka followed him.
Outside the city and two men stood on a sand hill, overlooking Crisis. One man was much smaller than the other, who appeared to be at least six and a half feet tall.
"Looks like the Prince and that boy have solved their differences for now." The short man said to the taller man. "Can the guardian of this palace stand up to a kid who so easily defeated Creon? Lord Xorac?"
"Creon merely underestimated the boy." Xorac answered. "And I don't know about this next one."
"How so master?" The short man asked.
"Though Kryo is resourceful and stealthy, he still has not guaranteed his allegiance to me." Xorac said. "However Kryo has an uneasy attitude toward intruders. Especially ones after his things."
"Yes. I understand." The short man said.
"Which is why I've brought you here today Kremlin." Xorac said. "Follow the boy into the Golden Falcon Palace and make sure Kryo does his job."
"But master." Kremlin replied. "Only Desarians can enter there."
"Don't let that stop you." Xorac said. "It didn't stop me."
"Yes master." Kremlin said. "I will not let you down."
"You'd better not." Xorac said. "Report to my castle when you're finished. You might be on time for the meeting."
"With master Stalkwell?" Kremlin asked.
"Yes Kremlin." Xorac answered as he turned. Around and began to walk away. "Now go."
"Yes, Lord Xorac." Kremlin said while giving a solemn bow before speeding off toward Crisis.
That night, the golden city of Crisis lit up and it's people gathered before the steps of the Golden Falcon Palace as they readied themselves to pay tribute to their Golden Goddess.
"Alright folks." Sirus said from the top of the steps. "We'll get to the ceremony here in a second, but there are a few acknowledgements we need to recognize.
The people of Crisis looked on as Sirus gave them all a calm stare.
"First off." Sirus continued. "We have here with us today, a man who we owe a lot to. Daruka the Moblin Slayer is the one man who almost single handedly saved Crisis six years ago. Had it not been for him, we wouldn't be standing here today."
The crowd cheered as Sirus waved for Daruka to walk up the steps and join him. Daruka received a handshake from Sirus before turning around to the crowd.
"Now if that makes you happy." Sirus continued. "Wait 'til you meet the kid he's traveling with."
Sirus waved for Diamond to come up the stairs. Diamond walked up to Sirus and Daruka and turned around to the puzzled crowd.
"People of Crisis, meet Diamond." Sirus said. "Does Diamond look in anyway familiar at all? No? Well there's more to this kid than meets the eye. This is the child of the Savage Sandstorm Ramsey Keya."
In an instant the surprised crowd gave the loudest cheer Diamond had ever heard in his life. Diamond was also surprised that his father was this famous in Desaria.
"So then Diamond." Sirus said. "I asked you a question earlier that you have not answered yet. So tell us. How is your father these days."
Diamond's expression went from surprised to glum in an instant. He lowered his head before looking off to the silent crowd that awaited his response.
"My dad." Diamond stuttered. "He died. Not but a couple of days ago. Along with the rest of my village, he was killed by Jameson Stalkwell. Or so I'm told."
The crowd then went from excited to sad as well from hearing of the demise of one of their greatest warriors.
"But don't worry." Diamond continued. "I knew my father. And just like all of you probably would have expected, he went down fighting." Diamond turned from the crowd to Sirus and then the Golden Falcon Palace. "And I'm going to fulfill his dying wish, and stop an evil from taking over the world, or die trying."
"I'm sure you will Diamond." Sirus said. "Now I know this is a bit of a damper on our fun, but the show must go on. So let us begin our ceremony."
"Aww. How touching." A voice called out from behind them. "But as great as your plan may sound, you will fail."
"Who the hell are you!" Sirus yelled out as he saw Kremlin perched on top of the Golden Falcon statue.
"I am the great Kremlin!" He shouted. "Master thief and servant on Xorac!"
"Xorac?" Diamond asked.
"Yes. Xorac. General of the First Wing of Ganondorf!" Kremlin yelled.
"Did you say Ganondorf!?" Sirus yelled.
"And now I intend to enter this palace!" Kremlin yelled as he ran up to the door of the Golden Falcon Palace.
"You cannot enter! You are not Desarian and you do not have the Falcon Key!" Sirus argued.
"Quite the contrary." Kremlin said pulling a golden key from his jacket. "Master always keeps a spare."
"You're not going anywhere!" Diamond yelled as he unsheathed his sword and ran at Kremlin. He threw a downward slash on the short man, but was stopped out of nowhere by a mystical barrier.
"Ha!" Kremlin said. "It appears master hasn't left yet after all! He will protect me as long as I'm outside!" Kremlin inserted the key into the keyhole and the Palace doors opened. "See you inside!" He chuckled before running into the palace and closing the door behind him.
"That rat! He has disobeyed the Desarian law!" Sirus said as he walked up to the door and took out the Falcon Key. "I'll teach that fool a lesson."
Before turning the key he felt an hand on his shoulder. "Hold on Sirus." Daruka said.
"What!?" The angered Prince asked.
"Let us take it from here." Diamond said. "We have to go in anyways."
Sirus turned to Diamond and smiled. "You sound just like your father." He said as he gave Diamond the Falcon Key. "Alright. You can go in stead. But I want that little rat brought to me, alive."
"You got it." Diamond said.
"Well then." Daruka said. "Shall we?"
"Yeah." Diamond said as he put the key in the keyhole.
"Hold on a sec!" Forge yelled as he ran up the steps.
"This is know place for you old man." Daruka said.
"You don't seem to know who your talking to." Forge replied.
"Don't bother Daruka." Diamond said. "You won't win that argument. Besides. I think we're going to need all the help we can get."
"Alright." Daruka said. "But I'm not saving your ass in you get in trouble."
"Trust me, you won't need to. I can take care of myself." Forge said.
Diamond reached out to the key and began to turn it. In that instant he stopped. A loud screech echoed through the city.
"What was that?" Forge asked.
"It's the Golden Falcon." Sirus said. "It seems to know you're coming."
"Well then." Diamond said before turning the key all the way and opening the solid gold doors. "Here I come."
Diamond, Daruka, and Forge walked across the threshold of the palace. Sirus wished good luck before the doors shut behind them. Now they were not in Crisis anymore. They had entered the sanctuary of the Golden Falcon, and the mysterious cursed warrior that protected the Golden Sun.