Begonia found herself in her room, very bored. She looked around at the room. It was much larger than her hut was, not to mention the bed was nice too. She hated to admit it, but it was true. Just then, there was a knock at her door. It was a woman's voice that she heard. "Are you awake?" Begonia groaned a 'yes'. The door opened, revealing a tall gerudo guard.

"What do you want?" Begonia said, glaring daggers at her.

"Ganondorf requires your attendance. Come now."

Begonia folded her arms and turned her head away. "If that vile man wants to speak to me, he can very well get off his butt and come to me. I will NOT follow his orders." She said with spite.

The guard approached her and forcefully grabbed Begonia by the hair. "If you will not come, then I will drag you there!"

Begonia tried to fight her off, but another guard appeared and roughly grabbed her arms, shoving her forward. They held their spears to her back and ordered her to walk. She marched forward with the anger boiling inside of her. She wished she had a weapon, or had perfected her powers, anything to get away from this place. They ushered her into a large room with a throne on the other end. Ganondorf sat in it, looking as if the darkness around the room emanated from himself. Guards lined the dark purple carpet that led to the King. Begonia tripped and nearly fell as her own guards shoved her along.

As they reached their destination, the two guards that stood by the door opened them, allowing Begonia to be thrown in. She was literally tossed in, whirling around to see that they closed the door in her face. Ganondorf watched her, his head resting on his fist. He was smirking at her. "Begonia" he said as he stood from his throne.

Begonia spun around, fuming with anger, "What do YOU want? IF you wanted to talk to me, then you should've gotten off of your lazy butt and come to me!" she screamed. Ganondorf made a clicking noise with his tongue, shaking his head in disapproval.

"That's not the way it works here. If I wish to speak with you, then you shall come to me."

Begonia's hands shook with rage and she gathered all the will power she could so as not to lose her temper. Ganondorf stood silently and walked towards her. She'd never felt such a hate for somebody before. It consumed her insides and made her feel heavy and dangerous. She stood her ground as he slowly walked around her, scrutinizing her as if looking at a prized chicken in the market. She hated it and felt at a loss of how she could inflict the greatest amount of damage to this pig before her.

Begonia couldn't keep this up anymore, she had to let out her anger or it would eat her up alive! She lunged at him, catching him off guard, kicking and punching him. Despite her attacks, he remained immobile. She then curled up her hand in a fist, letting it fly in the direction of Ganondorf's face. Her fist hit him directly in the cheek, throwing him off balance. Then suddenly, she felt a burst of pain explode against her chest. She gave a grunt and went flying; her back skidded against the floor as she landed. She struggled to sit-up, but she felt a heavy weight lying against her throat. When she opened her eyes, she saw that Ganondorf was pressing his forearm into her throat. He was keeping his weight off of her with the tips of his toes and his other arm.

"I am a patient man, but you are testing that patience. If you do that again, I shall not hesitate to use more force against you." he said with anger in his voice.

Begonia suddenly felt that she had no power against this man and stopped her kicking. She felt fear grip her throat like a vice, just as his hand was doing now. He let go of her and turned around as she struggled to get up. Her heart was beating fast, and terrible thoughts clouded her mind and made it hard for her to concentrate. Was she going to die? Once again the fear caught her hard and she leaned against the wall in back of her, feeling sick. He turned his head slowly and mock smiled at her.

They stood there like that for several moments, making eye-contact with each other. Begonia couldn't break the contact, his eyes were so fierce. They were a flaming orange, different from the other gerudos. Most of the other gerudos that she has seen so far had red or brown eyes; none like the man standing before her. Begonia blinked, causing Ganondorf to smirk. "You blinked." his deep voice said. Begonia looked away, she was tired. Just then, her stomach growled loudly, she hasn't eaten anything in days! Ganondorf however, noticed this. "Are you hungry?" he asked with a sneer.

Begonia retorted "No! Who said I was hungry? I'm NOT hungry!" She was just lying to herself now, but she couldn't show that she was weak.

He smirked and turned around again as her face flushed red. "You'll be taken to your room where you'll await for my call for dinner. Don't bother arguing, that's the way it's going to be. I suggest you learn to control your temper while you're at it." He said. She was a bit puzzled and more than angry at his remark, but suddenly the door swung open and the guards surrounded her yet again. This time she didn't fight as they lead her back to her room. She sat there in silence, brooding on all that had happened to her. Once in a while, the thought of spending a dinner with that evil man came into her mind like an ugly beast, but she'd shove it out of her thoughts as soon as it appeared. Instead she thought about her village and her sister. Were they ok? Would they come to rescue her?

When they had made it back to her room, they let her walk in on her own. She didn't fight them, she had no strength left. She let herself collapse onto her bed, tears free-falling from her eyes. Just the thoughts of her family and village made her cry. There was no way that they would come for her, they probably thought she was dead! Or worse, all of them were probably dead. She cried herself to sleep, only to be woken up by a deep voice. A male's voice...Ganondorf. Begonia groaned a 'go away'.

"Begonia, get up." He bellowed.

Begonia sat up slowly, glaring at him. "There, I'm awake! Happy??" He motioned for her to follow him as he started for the door; Begonia remembered how he had practically choked her, so she obliged and followed him.

He led her to a grand hall with a table that looked as if the entire village could eat there. He sat on one end and motioned to her. "Sit." She sat down roughly and stared at the food before her. It looked foreign to her, but she didn't care. She was far to hungry to not eat all she could. Ganondorf ate slowly and stared at her as she ate all she could reach. She found herself not caring what he thought of her manners either. He already knew what she thought of him.

Ganondorf found himself slightly humored by her actions, she was acting this way just to spite him. "Don't have any manners, do we?" Begonia shoved some more food into her mouth. "Yes, we don't," she said, putting emphasis on the 'we'. Ganondorf smirked, picking at his food.

"The food's poisoned, isn't it??" Begonia asked.

Ganondorf responded in a bored tone of voice, "No. If I wanted to kill you it would've been in a much bloodier manner." Begonia glared at him. 'Just as he killed my people...' she thought to herself.

She wanted to survive as long as she could, so she brushed his comment aside. She continued to eat but watched him warily.

Ganondorf watched her, noticing that she had begun to slow her eating. "Feel free to eat as much as you want..." His words were cut short as Begonia threw some food at him from across the table. "Must you always be violent?" He asked in a bored tone. Begonia put her fork down and folded her arms across her chest.

"Must you always arouse my violence??" Ganondorf laughed at this, Begonia stood up from her chair. "Arrogant bastard." she said as she left the room, going to her bedchambers. Ganondorf smirked to himself. Eventually she will warm up to him...at least that's what he thought.

Lear led Fala through a narrow woodland pass. It was raining hard and Fala's ears were pointed back at her accusingly. "Hey, it's not my fault. The rain said that it felt heavy in the sky." He whinnied unpleasantly and she sighed. Normally she loved the rain, but Link had galloped ahead with Epona to try and find a fishing spot. In the rain. "Whatever. He knows what he's doing." She thought for a second. "Normally." She added. Where was that boy? She'd been searching for him for too long now. She began to fret.

Lear continued to lead Fala through the rain, hoping to catch a glimpse of Link. If she wasn't worried, she probably would be dancing in the rain right now. Then she got an idea. Maybe she should dance in the rain a little bit, to try not to worry? Link's a big boy, might as well wait for him to find her!

The rain was laughing at begging her to join in the dance. She laughed up at it falling from the sky and hopped off of Fala. Everything was so green and full of life! She lifted her hands to the sky and felt the rain running down her hands. She began to spin, laughing as she did.

Link heard some laughing, it was a sweet voice that he heard. He walked beside Epona, leading her through the rain; He had found the perfect fishing spot. He couldn't wait to show Lear! He finally made it to a small clearing in the forest, he saw Lear dancing and spinning around in the rain. He grinned. He stopped Epona and ran over to her.

She laughed. "Oh Link! Where have you been?"

He grinned at her. "Lear! I found the perfect fishing spot! C'mon, follow me!"

He started to trot off in the opposite direction and Lear followed him with a huge smile on her face. She hadn't felt this happy in so long. She pushed her way through the ferns and saw Link standing on the edge of a large pond looking proud of himself. A huge evergreen tree seemed to stand guard on the far end, while ferns skirted the length of the pool. "Fish on!" He said, grabbing his fishing pole. Lear sat beside him on a boulder. She enjoyed fishing, but usually released the animal after catching it. Today she was just content to stare up at the dark clouds overhead and listen to Link chatter away about some news the Mailman had brought him from Kakariko or how the prices on Red Potion were rising.

Lear watched the river flow calmly, waiting for a fish to bite. She didn't pay attention much, to what Link was doing for a few minutes. She didn't realize that he had scooted closer to her. Link side-glanced at her, she looked so peaceful. Then he wondered, how was she feeling right now? It's been several months since the war, and her sister was still held captive. He had made a promise to Lear that he would help save her sister...then he got an idea. It would bring them another step closer to the rescue, if she became an archer.

When Begonia woke up one morning, she looked around with disgust. "Great. I'm STILL stuck in this stupid fortress, in this stupid room. And I was hoping I would be…" Her words trailed off. Confusion was written on her face as she realized that the sound she heard, sounded like music. "…where in the world would music be coming from?" She kicked the sheets off of herself and hopped out of bed. She would be doing a little exploring today, she decided. She grinned, she would finally get a little action.

Begonia opened the door and looked down the halls, and much to her relief, they were empty. "…hmm…it sounds like it's coming from this direction…" She said as she began to sneak around. It was weird to find the hallways completely empty; not very many gerudos were awake at this hour.

The music steadily grew louder as she got closer to its source. 'an organ? How on earth did they get an organ into this place? And on the top floor for that matter!' she thought to herself as she approached a large oak door. This door was the only thing in between herself, and whoever is playing the organ.

Little did she know, however, that its player didn't take too fondly to being interrupted.

Begonia creaked the door open just enough that she could peek her head into the room. On the opposite side of the room was a large organ. It appeared to be crafted mostly by wood, and the pipes extended all the way to the ceiling, which was almost a story and a half from the floor. The sounds coming from the organ were beautiful and majestic; Begonia was much too preoccupied by it to notice who was playing. "…wow…"

Immediately after she spoke, the organ stopped playing. Her attention was brought to the organist. When he stood up, her eyes went wide as she realized who it was.

Ganondorf.

The large man turned around and glared at Begonia. "What are you doing in here, Begonia?!" He began to yell "Didn't I order you to stay in your room unless I call for you?" He advanced towards her, but she didn't notice. She began to walk towards the organ with an outstretched hand; she touched the beautiful carvings in the wood frame.

"…it's beautiful."

Ganondorf was thrown off by this, as he fully expected her to make some sort of retort. He responded calmly, "…I built and crafted this organ by hand."

Begonia turned towards him with an amazed expression on her face, "Really? …wow…" Who knew, that such a horrible man, could have such talent? She has never heard anyone play as well as he.

All Ganondorf did was stand there, within arms reach, staring at her. After Begonia finished gaping at the organ, she turned to look at him. "Will you…teach me?" He seemed to look a bit taken aback by this, but it was hard to tell. He always kept some sort of scowl on that face of his. He slowly nodded, "sit" was all he said as he gestured towards the seat of the organ. She hesitantly sat at the organ; Ganondorf stood behind her, a bit too close for comfort, Begonia thought to herself. She then watched his arms reach around her and taking her hands, he slowly placed them onto the keys. No words were said as he did this. He didn't know what to say…he always kept this organ to himself, and now he was sharing it with Begonia. It was a bit awkward for him.

In comparison, Ganondorf's hands were much larger than Begonia's, and they almost completely covered them when he placed his hands over Begonia's to guide her fingers. Begonia felt her cheeks turning red. 'Why am I blushing?? It's not like I like him or anything…even though he is handsome...in a stubborn sort of way.' Begonia mentally slapped herself for thinking such a thing. How could she think this man was attractive?? She brushed the thoughts aside.

Time seemed to have gone by slowly, for the both of them. After a while of what seemed like an eternity with Ganondorf's arms around her, he lifted his hands away and brought them to his sides. He turned around and began to walk away.

"…thank you, for teaching me." Begonia called after him. He stopped dead in his tracks, taking a few moments to respond.

"I will…teach you more tomorrow." was all he said and resumed his steps. After Begonia heard the door close after him, she let out a sigh.

"What was that all about? All of a sudden he acted so strangely…" Begonia said aloud. She brushed it off and decided to also leave the room. She made haste as she headed towards her chambers. She let out an aggravated sigh.

"I'll never understand men."

A/N: Gah...I'm not really satisfied with this chapter. Lear and I are a bit rusty with our writing right now, we haven't written in a couple days, so we're both sorry! The next chapters are MUCH better!

Twilight Stallion: Thank you so much for the review!! I took your suggestions into great consideration, and I fixed the last two chapters - they're much easier to read now! As for the gerudos, we do have plans for them! XD