"Has she awoken yet?"
"Nope. Seems like she got hit pretty hard. Judging by the scar on her arm, she was hurt pretty badly. "
"Damn it! I will get Goldenmort for hurting her!"
"Good luck with that. Hey, I think she's waking up?!"
My eyes opened slowly to a tan woman with purple hair and braids tied around her head. "Yup, she's awake." Her voice sounded. It sounded sugar coated, but it was lax. She was in some pretty heavy armor...I let my eyes wander towards the other sides of the room when they came across a recognizable form of clothing. I studied to see a man in these garbs. Somewhat tall in stature, but shorter, less aggressive, more...humble than anything else. I soon took recognition of my father and smiled. A small one lit his face, then disappeared when he said to me, "I barely managed to recruit your sister, Aaron. Your friends tried to protect you as well. Your lucky that I got there just in time." He leisurely walked over to my bed and kneeled down to match my height. "Besides that, how's my little knight doing?" He whispered. I giggled. "It's been ten years, father. That's too long. Especially since I'm 14." I replied in a quiet voice as well. He smiled and ruffled my hair. "You know, I've been meaning to give this too you, Aaron." Father got back up and mysteriously held a box. "Sit up", he told me,"and put it on. I wanna see how you look." He smiled as he left the room with the other lady. I avidly opened the box to reveal the same green garbs father was wearing (or at least very similar) and quickly dressed into the tunic. I went into the mirror and smiled. Damn, I actually look good in this. I grinned at the thought. I called out my father faintly to come in. "It's a perfect fit, squirt. I think it suites you splendidly!" I nearly laughed. "Splendidly? I never heard that one. " My father came over and lightly patted my head. "I'm going to check up on your sister. Oakta, why don't you two make friends out of each other. Maybe train her a little." He winked, leaving the room. Oakta then meandered towards the nearby couch and flopped down. She looked up and smiled. "Come child, don't be afraid." She gestured next to her with a big wave. I sat farthest away (due to me being shy). "Aaron, you probably heard my name. I would expect no less from the king's daughter." She told me. "I am his top knight, known to easily take the lead in horse racing and not hold back on fighting my enemies. You do not need to fear." "What happened earlier?" I asked mildly. Oakta looked back into my eyes. "Ah, so you are curious about Goldenmort, I can see it in your eyes, lass. Allow me to explain. Story short, he planned to kidnap your sister by distracting you so that he may execute his plan with perfection."
"But what would he do to her?"
"Have you not read the great legends, child? She is one of Hylia's blood! The bloodline of the royal family flows through her proudly. Such pure blood can bring out...HIM."
"Him? What the hell are you talking about? Is he some sort of demon?"
"Demise. He may not ring any bells of yours, but he is the demon god. He lives in the depths of hell...awaiting the day to be summoned and brought back in the surface. Infact, he's sent his minions out so many times, the gods just stopped counting…"
"So a diabolical demon just wants to molest my younger sister to eat the world. That makes sense." Sarcasm broke out there.
"More like drink your sister's blood. Then molest her."
"That's a way to far there." We both let a long laugh.
"Oakta," I started out, "Father said something about training. What did he mean by training? " She stared off for a while…then responded with, "Well, he literally wanted you to be a knight. One of the best, at the top. In other words, wanted you to be first knight of hyrule." Okay, now I'm confused. I knew about the knight thing, but to be first knight? Really? Well, I guess that's where the guys really poked fun at, I told myself. Oakta then got up, and slowly walked over towards the door. "I guess I can teach you a few things before the day is over." Her tone lowered into a mature voice. I shrugged, but a question struck me: "Where are my friends?" She paused and looked at me in a wondrous look. "Those boys? They're in another room. If you're worried, you shouldn't be. They're safe." I let a sigh. "Thank you, ma'am." A booming laugh came from her. "Ma'am? That's one I haven't heard in a long time. Ha ha...no, please, if you want a title, I prefer, 'Lady Oakta'." I laughed with her. Of course, in that tone I knew she was joking. As we were walking out, we came across another few knights I acquainted myself with: Sir Latean, Lady Szue, Sir Docs (No seriously, that's his title) and Sir Jaksent. As I would be the first girl in a very long time to be in the army, we came across that one guy Jay was talking about. I had forgotten his name already, so when I heard Oakta say it, I was quite surprised. The other guy laughed. "Why hello, Oakta. Come to demonstrate how women really are around here?" "Fenstright, you really are an ass." Oakta replied sternly. "I seriously don't think this one's gotta guts like you to be trained to be a military professional. I mean, just look at those eyes! They may have the same light as a beast, but my oh my, she's too cute." "Fenstright, knock it off! You are a bastard who stereotypes way too much. Just because she's 'cute' doesn't mean shit. Remember Szue? She got a promotion within a few weeks training with her professor. And we all know she's a prodigy!" I could already tell that Oakta was getting frustrated.
However, this 'Fenstright' guy wasn't that easy to tell off. "So what. This young girl right here must be 12-" "FOURTEEN." I interrupted him. He eyed me. "Oh, well I'm sorry young lady. Would you like some cheese with that wine?" I glared at him furiously. "Do you want a smack to the face?" I heard Oakta, with her reassuring hand placed on my shoulder. He backed off and strolled away. "Come on, squirt." She patted my back. "Let's go and train up."