Hello everyone, this is I'mNoOneSpecial again,

Sorry this took so long; 'got hooked on a game.

Anyway; I'm sure you guys can't wait to know what the ill-tempered Ingo is doing looking for cucco hens (chickens) that lay duck eggs!

Well, here's you answer! (Sorry it's just a short chapter.)

Not much time later, the king's valet returned. With the ill-tempered Ingo.

Although…

Ill-tempered ill-suited the odd-acting Ingo that day. Much the contrary; when the odd-acting Ingo stepped before the young king, he was very cheery, and of best mood, and every man and woman he passed he wished a very pleasant afternoon.

The young king frowned at what he saw, the way the odd-acting Ingo acted and held himself… was not the way one mad behaved, rather, he acted like a mocking jester.

The fair Zelda meanwhile held up her pretty hand and covered her lovely lips. And bit down hard on the lower as to stop herself from laughing.

"Good day to you, your highness… have you been well?" greeted the odd-acting Ingo the young king, and his bow was so overdone that the fair Zelda had to bite down on her lip so hard she nearly drew blood.

The young king on the other hand frowned harder.

"I have been… well… thank you…" answered the young king, "And yourself? Have you been well?"

Again the odd-acting Ingo did an overdone bow.

"I have been most well, your highness, thank you very much for asking."

Once more the young king frowned. It was clear to him that the odd-acting Ingo was merely acting odd.

'But for what reason...?' wondered the young king.

"I…" began the young king to say, "…have been told that you, Master Ingo, have been asking around for a cucco hen that lays duck eggs… is this true?"

The odd-casting Ingo did yet another overdone bow.

"That is indeed true, your highness."

Again, the young king took a good long moment to observe the odd-acting Ingo.

"Why do you look for a cucco hen that lays duck eggs?" asked the young king slowly, "Why not a duck hen?"

The odd-acting Ingo shrugged his shoulders.

"I have no real reason, really, come to think of it…" admitted the odd-acting Ingo, "I just would really like to own a cucco hen that lays duck eggs. Or something alike."

Again the young king frowned.

"You sound quite certain that you will find such a hen…" commented the young king off-handedly.

"Oh, I am! I am!" relied the odd-acting Ingo.

"What makes you so certain of it?" wanted the young king to know.

"Well…" began the odd-acting Ingo, "Since there are cows that give birth to red foals, I figured why shouldn't there be cucco hens that lay duck eggs?"

At the mention of red foals the young king instantly came alert!

"…who told you that there are cows that give birth to red foals?" asked the young king in a dreading voice.

"You did, your highness!"

The throneroom, which until that moment had been filled with quiet, confounded murmurs and chatter, instantly fell silent.

"…I did?" asked the young king blankly.

And the fair Zelda once more had to bite down hard on her lip!

"Yes you did, your highness!" quickly reassured the smug Ingo, "Do you remember the cowherder with whom I was arguing over the little red foal? Who you declared to be the rightful owner? Well… that cowherder owns not a single horse! How did he come to have that red foal if not one of his cows had it?"

The young king went red in the face…

…as did the fair Zelda, who struggled once more to contain her laughter. And she was not the only one.

In an almost angered voice the young king responded, "I think it more likely… that he bought or traded the red foal."

"But he didn't, your highness!" immediately replied the smug Ingo.

The young king raised an eyebrow.

"What makes you say so?"

"There are only two men in all of Hyrule who raise this kind of red horses," replied the smug Ingo, "Myself, and the landlord Talon. The cowherder did not buy the foal from me, and neither did he from the landlord Talon; he does not sell foals!"

The young king said nothing.

Then he called out, "Is the good Malon still present?"

"I am, your highness!" called out the good Malon among the still present crowd.

"Tell me, good maid," asked her the young king, "Is it true what the Master Ingo said? Is there truly no one other than himself and your father who raise those wonderful red horses here in Hyrule?"

"That is true, your highness," replied the good Malon, and half-bowed, "Before Master Ingo chose to go his own way, my father was the only man in the land who raised these red horses. Aside from us, and the Master Ingo, I know of no other who raises them in all of Hyrule."

The young king took a moment to take this in.

"Is it also true what Master Ingo said about your father? Does he, do you really not sell your foals?"

The good Malon half-bowed again.

"That is true as well, your highness. We do not sell our horses until they are full-grown."

At that the young king fell silent. Dreadfully silent.

"Valet."

"Yes, your highness?"

"Find the cowherder from yesterday and tell him to appear before me," ordered the young king, "Tell him that the ill-tempered Ingo is prepared to pay the indemnity he owns him-"

"What?!" screamed the ill-tempered Ingo ill-temperedly!

Between the wise, old Rauru and the fair-haired Impa the fair Zelda froze.

"Tell the cowherder to bring the foal as well, just in case that ill-tempered Ingo shows his bad temper again and can prove once more his rightful ownership."

The astonished Ingo's mouth fell wide open at the king's proclamation.

Then he abruptly turned to glare at a supposedly clever farmmaiden.

Said farmmaiden fought to make herself as little as possible.

The valet meanwhile had left to do as he was told.

"Master Ingo."

Slowly, the ill-tempered Ingo turned to face the young king again.

"Yes… your highness…?"

"I assume you have a way to prove that you are the rightful owner of the foal?"

"What?" asked the perplexed Ingo. Then he understood, "Oh! Yes, yes! I do, your highness! I brought the mare that birthed the foal!"

"Bring her. Be sure it is the right one."

The ill-tempered Ingo gave a quick bow and hastily run out to get the mare.

When he had left, the young king turned to another of his men.

"When those two arrive with their horses, tell them to wait for me in the courtyard and let me know at once."

The man bowed in acquiescence and left to await the ill-tempered Ingo and the cowherder and the castlegates.

Meanwhile, the fair Zelda tried to slip unnoticeably to the back and hide behind the wise, old Rauru and the fair-haired Impa.

For she had not missed the look on the young king's face…

It was the self-same look she had first seen two years ago…

It was the same look she had come to fear since…

It was the look the young king had upon his face when he had passed judgement upon her dear, old father…

Well, if you guys'll excuse the shortness, how did you like this chapter?

In the original tale things went a little different: the wronged foal-owner too sought help from the clever farmmaiden, but in the original she advised him to fish on dry land! And when the king asked him what he was doing and why, he answered that if a cowherder could own a foal he could just as well fish on dry land…

…or something like that.

Sounds weird? My thoughts exactly.

So I decided to have the ill-tempered Ingo search for cucco hen that lay duck eggs instead.

Makes more sense now doesn't it?

Man, feels good to post this again:

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