It's time to update! Don't you just love Pipit?...

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"The Duke?" I ask luder than intended, then before I realize it I'm bouncing with excitement.

Is she a Fresiwecan too? Or is she human like me? Nix is a pretty name. I wonder if she knows who I am like Hiroshi does. If she's the Queen's daughter then she must be a princess! Man, I look like a street-rat who just crawled out of a sewer where he was fighting a lion. She will probably think I'm worthless.

"Yes, the Duke." Lady Teewinoa answered me with a smile, then she held two fingers up to her temple and closed her eyes.

"What are you-" But my "protector" held out his arm to shush me.

Finally, the Lady rested her hand down by her side, and examined me.

My ratty ginger hair was matted to my head with sweat, and probably more brown then carrot-top because of mud and dirt of the outdoors. My bare chest was covered in scrapes from wading through the thorny bushes on my way here, and puzzled with bruises of all sizes from my epic clumsyness here too. My arm was still slung in my makeshift cast, and my torn pants hung loosely around my beaten legs.

Yep, still a mess.

"You poor thing, this should help." She floated over to me - yes, floated - and took out a bright colored cantine of sorts. Then, she levitated it over my arm, and allowed glowing water flow while my wound quickly sucked it up.

Then, the pain was gone. My eyes jerked down to where the gaping hole in my arm began to close up.

That's some crazy water.

"Feel better, Pipit?" She questioned me with compassion, and delivered another one of her model smiles.

"Y-y-yes, your... Uh... Ladyness?" The nervousness took over my speech. She chuckled angelicially.

My large hylian ears picked up small footsteps approaching us. And I couldn't help but start to smile. I was fufilling my destiny. This has to be when I meet The Duke!

In stepped an slim figure, bathed in shadow.

"Ah, Nix. You have arrived," said Lady Teewinoa, "Care to join us?"

"Of course, Mother." She answered in an accent you people in the modern world refer to as, "British".

Her beautiful snow-white hair caught me first. It picked up the slightest breeze, and her elegant braid fell onto her dainty shoulder. Then, it was her eyes. A mix between the color of the clear sky, and the majestic ocean. They were electrifying. Her small frame looked fragile, as if lightly tapping her on her arm could leave a dent, and harm her. She gave me a delicate weak smile, showing off her white teeth, that matched well with her hair.

She wore clothes that seemed quite tribal, even sporting a blue tattoo that circled her bicep. The material of the clothes appeared to have been made from some sort of familiar animal hide, most likely native to this forest.

Was my mouth drooling? If it wasn't, it should have been.

"Hello, you must be the one everyone has been talking about. My name is Nix," The most beautiful creature ever greeted me in her heavy accent.

I held out my hand for a shake, like a normal person, but Nix backed away from me.

"What kind of gesture is this?" She asked, frightened for no apparent reason.

"Nix, calm down. Where Pipit comes from, this is how people exchange greetings to one another," Lady Teewinoa interjected.

Reluctantly, she slowly outstreched her hand to me, and I took it in mine as gently as I could.

And then came hell.

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