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31st Entry: A Vacation- Sick
January 27th, the 7th year in the reign of King Ganondorf I
Dear Diary,
That evening I drifted in and out of a restless sleep, and as the night went on I grew more and more uncomfortable. My head pounded the entire time, and though I was terribly hot, chills ran up and down my spine all night. I must have finally fallen asleep at one point, because the next thing I knew, Link was gently shaking my shoulder.
"Malon, we need to get going." He said as kindly as possible. I pushed myself up, instantly regretting the decision. The entire world seemed to spin before my eyes, and had Link not caught me I would have hit my head for the second time in that shelter.
"Mal, is it your head?" He asked, stricken. I tried to come up with the words, but my thoughts were all such a complete mess that all I could do was nod.
"Oh...poor girl." Kira walked up to me, and put her hand on my forehead. "She's burning up." She looked at Link, worried. "Do you have any more potion?"
Link shook his head. "I used what I had on her head wound." He said, distressed.
Kira frowned. "I didn't bring any with me..." She paused. "We don't have any other choice. We'll just have to get her back to the fortress."
I groaned. The thought of walking all the way back to the fortress did not appeal to my pounding head or my queasy stomach. Link spoke up.
"Malon, if you can't walk, I'm going to have to carry you."
That comment alone cleared my thoughts faster than any potion would of done. "Oh...no, no you're not." I said dizzily, in an attempt sit back up. The second try went a little better than the first, but as soon as I tried to stand, I once again lost all sense of balance, and ended up back in Link's arms.
"Mal, really." He said with a half smile.
I gave a huff. "Fine." I said, conceding defeat.
Kira held up the wool blanket I had used as a shield the night before. "Wrap this around her."
"Why?" I said groggily. "I'm already hot enough."
Kira shrugged. "It's either that or have sand in your eyes the entire way back."
I sighed. "All right." Taking the blanket, I wrapped it as well as I could around my body, leaving me very well exhausted by the time I was done. Kira picked up my bag as well as her own, and made her way up the ladder to the top of the shelter.
"You ready Mal?" Link asked sympathetically.
"Like I have any other choice." I answered.
As gently as possible, he picked me up (with very little effort on his part), and somehow succeed in climbing the ladder out of the shelter. Outside, the wind howled as loudly as ever, and I was more than thankful for my hot, scratchy wool blanket.
"All right so far?" He asked.
I managed a nod, and welcomed the sleep that then overtook me.
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The next thing I was aware of was the wonderful feel of a mattress beneath my aching body. Never before had I been so thankful for a soft, cool, bed. I opened my eyes to the familiar sight of my room at the fortress.
"Mal...how are you feeling?"
I turned my head to see Link sitting in the chair next to my bed. His eyes looked tired, I could tell he'd been up for quite a while.
"Better..." I said, pushing myself up. Some of the dizziness still remained, but my thoughts were much clearer than they had been earlier. "When...how long has it been since we got back?"
Link shrugged. "About two days ago." He smiled. "Your coloring's gotten much better, you're not anywhere as pale as you were when we got here."
"I'm sorry." I said apologetically.
He shook his head. "I'm just glad you're better. Once the doctor here started you on this medication," He motioned to a bottle of liquid next to my bed. "You started to recover quickly. She said that as soon as you feel ready, you ought to go back home."
I groaned. "My dad's not going to be happy when he sees me like this..."
Link grinned. "I'm sure." He paused. "If you're up to it..."
I tilted my head, inquisitive. "Up to what?"
"I still haven't found out why you're even here." He asked, curious.
"I'm on vacation!" I answered with a laugh.
Link shook his head, bewildered. "All right, two things don't make sense. One, I can't believe you would actually leave your father and Ingo to take care of the ranch." I laughed, nodding. "And two, why would you come to Gerudo Fortress? I mean, I don't mind a welcoming committee, but still..."
I rolled my eyes. "Don't get a big head, fairy boy. My original intention was not to see you."
He leaned forward, interested. "So are you going to tell me your 'original intention'?"
I grinned. "Sure." So I told him everything about my little vacation thus far. Kakariko Village (He was pleased to hear about the 'no longer cursed' family), Goron City and my stint as a Tour Guide (He laughed the entire time), my journey through the Lost Woods (He scolded me for that one...), Kokiri Village and all his childhood friends (He only smiled, content to know that they were all doing well), and Gerudo Valley and Fortress (For which I was scolded once again). By the end of the converstion, I was exhausted.
"Can I go back to sleep now?" I asked, weary. He smiled.
"Yeah, go ahead. I'm going to go get a bite to eat, but I promise I'll be back soon."
I shook my head. "Don't worry about it."
He only smiled, and leaned down to give me a kiss on the forehead. "I'm glad you're safe." He said before he walked out the door and into the hallway.
As I listened to his footsteps grow softer, I realized that I had forgotten to ask him what he has to do now that he's gathered all six mediallions. Oh well, I'll just have to ask him after I get some more sleep. Talk to you later.
-Malon Astira
