Authors Note: Hello all! Here's chapter three! I know, I know... the story's still a bit on the slow side - but that's the way the cookie crumbled. Eh - I don't know how y'all will like the little twist about the kid, but I thought it would at least make things more interesting.

Back at Link's house, the Hero sat at the table with the Twili man, listening to him talk as Link proceeded to stare at the table. His finger traced a knot in the wood repeatedly, as he let what the stranger was telling him sink in.

"So, you see, it was either this... or it would have to die." Said the Twili, his face void of emotion.

Link looked up, a glare on his face. "And what did Midna have to say about this?" He demanded, his voice like venom.

The Twili thought for a moment, perhaps on how to best answer the question at hand. "She... accepted our final judgement. She knew it was either this or her child's death."

Link looked back at the table, still glaring. The Twili man continued on.

"Hero, if the child had stayed in Twilight, Princess Midna would have shamed the kingdom! You must understand that this was the only possible solution! If you don't take the child, we'll have no choice but to-" The Twili was cut off by an enraged Link.

"I would never abandon my kin!" Link spat, slamming his fist onto the table. "I would also never pass judgment on a child and it's mother just because it is not of royal blood!"

"Foolish boy!" The Twili spat back, quickly standing up, sending his chair flying backward. "You miss the point! Not only is the child not of royal blood, but it is also half Hylian! Half light-dweller! That is where the issue truly lies!" He shouted, pointing a finger at Link. "Your people imprisoned us!" He hissed. "Not even the most tolerant of Twili would let a Princess rule if she was stupid enough to -"

"What did you just call Midna!?" Link shouted back, now also standing to face the Twili.

The Twili man stood silently, looking at the boy in front of him. The rage in the young man's face was somewhat comforting. "Well... at least I know where your loyalties lie, Hero. I think I can safely tell the princess that her child will be loved and well cared for, yes?"

Link glared at him. "Of course she will." He said, the glare still strong on his features. Sighing, he fell unceremoniously back into his chair, running a hand over his face. "Moving on from why the child must stay here... why does she appear so..."

"Different?" The Twili finished, nodding as he retrieved his chair, proceeding to sit back down at the table as well. "We're not entirely sure. From what we can tell, it's because the child was born in Twilight. I was hoping that she would morph upon her exposure to the light world, but apparently not. We even consulted the Sages on the matter before-"

"The Sages?" Link asked incredulously. "What interest would the Sages have in this matter?"

The Twili rolled his eyes. "Really, Hero - how do you think the child and I were able to travel to this realm? Was the Twilight Mirror not destroyed by the princess before she left this world?"

Link looked down at the table, feeling a bit sheepish. "Sorry - continue."

The Twili nodded. "In all honesty, your question was not all that foolish - why did the Sages decide to help us? I could not fathom an answer - I'm sure they did not just transport the child here out of the kindness of their hearts. The Sages rarely do anything without a deeper meaning. Perhaps you should take comfort in that, boy."

Link let out a quiet sigh. "Perhaps..." He said quietly, the gravity of the entire situation finally hitting him full force.

The Twili sat quietly for a few moments. Suddenly, a shrill cry was heard from beyond the small kitchen. He let a small smile grace his face as he looked at a panicked Link. "Well, Hero - I think someone wants your attention." He slowly got up as Link remained sitting, in both a state of panic and despair. "And I must go. I will give her highness your greeting, yes?"

At the mention of Midna, Link looked up at the Twili. "And... would you tell her I still love her?"

"Of course."

"And..." Link thought, when a thought suddenly snapped him out of his depression. "Her name! I don't even know her name!"

The Twili cocked his head to the side. "She doesn't have one. We removed her from Midna's care minutes after her birth. We did not permit the princess to name her for we didn't want her to become more attached than she needed to." He explained.

Link felt his anger once again come to the surface. What monsters these Twili 'Elders' were to take the child away so soon! His anger quickly subsided, however, when the child began to cry again with vigor. Panic renewed, Link leapt up from his chair and dashed towards the child, who, for lack of a better spot, was wrapped in a blanket and placed in a large wooden bowl on the kitchen counter. He looked at her, a slight smile forming on his face, and ran his hand over her small head. "Quiet, now. I'm here... daddy's here." He cooed, gently lifting her out of the bowl, the blanket falling away. Her beautiful golden-red hair from her mother's side was indeed beautiful, but any stranger would have noticed something odd about it. Mainly the fact that the soft hair covered her entire body. Upon closer inspection, one would notice that her body build was not that of a normal Hylian, either. She seemed to have a long tail-like appendage attached to the base of her spine, and her legs were like those of an animal - and yet, strangely different. The most noticeable difference, however, came when she turned her small head, trying to look at her surroundings. She had the face of a wolf, coupled with the clear blue eyes of her father. Link did not seem to care - no matter how different, this was his little girl, and somehow, despite the strange half wolf, half humanoid appearance, he knew it the moment he saw her in the Twili's arms. He smiled as he looked at the wolf-child, her furred hand gently grasping his finger, and then looked up at the Twili.

The Twili smiled back at the young man, truly comforted that the half-breed girl would be looked after well. "You'll make a fine father, Hero." He said quietly, his opinion of the boy much higher than when he had first learned of him. As Link just stared back quietly, the Twili nodded. "And I really must go back. I'm sure the Sages did not intend for me to stay this long."

Link nodded slowly, turning his attention back to the child. "Thank-you... for bringing her here." He said softly, staring at his daughter. "And if you could... can you tell Midna that I've named our daughter?"

The Twili looked at Link with interest. "Of course - and what name would that be?"

"Sandhya. Her name is Sandhya."