Lance led his men across the river and up the hill that led to Kokiri Forest. They galloped down the trail quickly and to the wooden tunnel that led into the forest of little children. They rode on and entered the forest. This was Lance's first time laying eyes on his father's childhood home.
It was wonderful. There were little children everywhere, and all of them were followed by multicolored fairies. Many of them stopped and stared as they saw the king of Hyrule riding through their forest.
"Hey, mister!" said a voice. Lance halted his men and turned toward the sound of the voice.
"Yes, young one?" he asked with a smile. "My name's Mido," he said. Mido! Lance thought. Isn't that the one that teased my dad?
"I was wondering...are you related to someone named Link?" he said. "Why, yes I am, he's my father. Why do you ask?" said Lance.
Mido's eyes grew and he said, "T-tell... tell him... that I'm sorry. Please?" Lance instantly felt compassion for the little child and said, "I will be sure to tell him that when I return to the city." He then led his men on to speak with the Deku Sprout.
He halted his men in front of the teenaged tree. He was eye level with the growing tree on his horse, so he stayed on.
"Why hello, you highness," the tree said. "What brings you to the Kokiri Forest?" "We come to ask you where we might find the Deku King and his city," said Lance. He knew it was in the Lost Woods, just not where.
"Okay, when you enter the Lost Woods... um... take out a piece of parchment, will you?" he said. He reached into his pack and drew a yellowed piece of parchment and a magic quill, which never ran out of ink.
"Continue," said Lance. The Deku Sprout then began to tell them the direction to go to find the Deku City. Lance nodded as he copied down the instructions and handed the piece of parchment to his head captain.
"Thank you for your help," said Lance. "Any time, my king," said the sprout.
The battalion left the clearing and went to the natural wall, where they had to dismount and climb up to the wooden tunnels of the Lost Woods.
Lance was first to get off his horse, and he stepped up the wall and began to climb the vine wall. His men followed. They went up the the entrance wooden tunnel and stopped for the Deku Guards.
"What do you wish of the Lost Woods?" one of them said. "I am King Lance, and I wish an audience with the Deku King," he replied. The guard nodded and stepped aside, and Lance and his men entered the woods.
They began the long trip through the winding tunnels of the Lost Woods, following the instructions given them by the Deku Sprout.
They finally arrived at the Deku City after much trial and tribulation. They stopped once again to tell guards their reason to be here. Due to Lance's title, they were allowed entrance and went to the King's throne room.
Note: This is exactly like the Deku Palace in MM, just to clear things up. I added the Deku City because I didn't want them to have to travel all the way to Termina to get help from wimpy Dekus. Thank you.
The King was busy speaking with his butler, and when he saw Lance, a look of skepticism appeared on his face.
"What is it that you want, your highness?" he said the last word with sarcasm and almost hatred.
Lance was rather taken aback with his sarcasm. "Well, um, I am here to bring you news. And no, it is not good. It is of a new enemy that threatens our way of life. He calls himself Arkannas, and he hails from the land of Kalthein," Lance explained.
"Butler," said the King. "Bring this man a drink. And while you're at it, put the extermination order on our prisoners." The butler nodded and left the room.
Lance sent his men, except his bodyguards, to the bar. He sat and waited for the butler to return with their drinks.
It took a while, but once he returned, Lance was suddenly overcome with thirst. His bodyguards were handed the same liquid.
"You know," said the king, after Lance had taken a drink. "I've heard about Kalthein."
"Really?" said Lance as he took another sip.
"Yes," he replied. "I know of this Arkannas. He is very brutal, ruthless. I've heard that when a messenger brings him news he doesn't like, he kills them. Here, a sword to the chest seems a little extreme. We'd usually use something a little more subtle. Are you enjoying your drink?"
Lance froze. He knew he was in trouble. His bodyguards stood instantly, bows in hands, only to fall to the floor.
Lance stood. He was beginning to get a little drowsy. Fight it! he thought. Fight it with all your might!
Lance reached behind him and pulled out his bow. He loaded it with an arrow and fired it with careful prescision. He made sure it stuck in between the wooden king's eyes, which it did. He was slammed into the wall, sap dripping from the wound.
Lance could fight it no longer. He quickly ran from the throne room and headed for the bar.
He almost made it. He had only opened the door to it when he slumped to the floor in defeat. His last memories were of his men rushing toward him, recognizing the signs of poisoning. He slightly remembered being lifted off the ground and put into a stretcher.