Disclaimer: I don't own Legend of Zelda Skyward Sword.
'Thoughts'
Demise laid the hero on the bed. He removed his clothing since they were torn in some places. He then dressed him in bed clothes. The demon king covered him with a blanket. He turned to find Ghirahim in the doorway with a healer.
"Master." The demon bowed.
"Healer Aesthetic. I want this boy looked after." He ordered.
"Yes sire." He went over to the boy.
"Is there anything you need from me?" Ghirahim asked.
"No." He said.
"Then I shall retire to my room." He said.
"Alright."
The demon lord bowed and left. Demise gave the boy one last look before going back to his own room. The healer was frowning as he worked. The chosen hero was in poor condition. He knew that had he fought Demise he would have lost in the first few minutes. Too bad his master had killed the spirit maiden. She didn't deserve a quick painless death.
With a shake of his head he continued healing the boy. Some would need to heal naturally. There were some wounds he could tell were healed with a cheap potion that barely worked and some weren't treated correctly. His weight was a concern. He could tell the boy was going days without eating and when he did it probably wasn't enough.
It was morning by the time he was down. He documented the injuries and what he did to heal or patch up. Once done he left the room. He found both the demon king and the demon lord waiting outside. He handed the papers to his king. The paper was then given to Ghirahim. Both were shocked.
"How is he still alive?" The diamond obsessed demon asked.
"That I do not know. I believe it was his pure will to save his friend that kept his body going." He answered.
"Unbelievable." He shook his head.
"Indeed. This is a list of foods he can have until he is back to the correct weight. He is going to be in bed for a while." Healer Aesthetic said.
"I see. I'll make sure the kitchen staff knows." Ghirahim said before leaving.
"Go get some rest. Healing all that must have taken a lot out of you." Demise told him.
"Yes sire." He bowed and left.
The demon king entered the hero's room. He looked upon the hero and felt for him. The goddess had tried to have him killed when she found out he liked males and not females. She used to like him and the fact he didn't like her set her off. It was the real reason there was a war. She started it because he didn't like her. He wondered what the golden goddesses would think if they knew. They would probably be disgusted with her. He sighed and closed the door. He would help the blonde through this.