Gannon sat in the shade outside the Temple. He had shed his armor, along with his shirt, and had his nose bandaged. He watched the vultures and waited.
It's only a matter of time until our lovely princess wakes up.
He smirked and winced as his nose twinged.
Soon I will control time. Once the Goddesses fall, I will be the only one to take their place.
There was a loud scream from the Temple. Nabooru was having her way with a Hylian spy.
Gannon chuckled. I should tell him of his Hero's death. Then maybe duplicate it.
Nabooru had been won over after four long years of resistance. She had finally seen the error in supporting the defeated.
More correctly, Gannon had tortured her until she couldn't think anymore. Then, slowly, he had personally nursed her back to health. Now he had an obedient servant with a Sage's wisdom and power.
When Zelda rejoind the conscious, he would do the same to her. Then, of course, he would kill her and use her power.
But he could always take the time to enjoy himself first.
