Hello everyone, I decided to update one more time before classes start again. I may not update as often, but I will keep writing. I will like to thank SaraTheAngelic for following this fic. I will also respond to a couple of reviews.

black rose a.k.a jane- Thank you very much for your kind words. The answer to your first question is no. What happened to Rahzel will not be in this chapter. The second question will be seen in later chapters. And finally whether or not Ghirahim finds out about Vladimir seeing Rahzel is yet to be seen. I can tell you that Vlad hasn't seen Rahzel since the last chapter of 'Of Sparrows and Swordsmen'.

guest- yup, they haven't seen each other in two years. Thank you for your review.

Link looked into the mirror for the fifth time in the past hour. "Master, you look great," a monotone voice said. The hero turned to the sword maiden.

"Thank you, Fi. But please, its Link," the hero said with a smile.

"I apologize…Link," the sword spirit said lowering her head. The blue spirit floated to the window of the small cottage that Link lived in. She looked out of the open window before turning to him.

"It appears that everyone is ready," she said with a smile. The woman floated to the large doors and they swung open. Link lifted his head and walked confidently as he could into the light outside. A crowd had gathered comprised of both Sheikah and Hylians. They screamed at the sight of him. Some of the woman reached out to touch him, but Fi managed to keep them from touching the hero.

The hero nodded and smiled to the crowd. He honestly didn't understand why they looked up at him. He lost his best friend; he failed her; he failed all of them. This fact didn't matter to the crowd they cheered and screamed for him. They cleared the path for him. Fi led the way. Link just placed one foot in front of another. He wanted to retreat , to hide from all of them, but he couldn't bear to disappoint them again. They wanted a king and a king they would get.

Link climbed the steps that led to the small stone keep that was just finished. He walked to the door which opened as he neared. The throne room was bare except for the simple throne. A priest stood in front of the throne. Link knelt at the foot of the stairs that led to the throne. The priest sprinkled water that came from the spring in the Skyview temple on Link. The priest then begun to speak in a language that Link couldn't understand. "Rise, Link," the priest said. Link rose to his feet.

The priest called for one of his assistants. The young sheikah ran to him with a simple wooden box that was adorned with the symbol of the Triforce held by a loftwing. Link remember when the citizens asked what should be the symbol of their kingdom, he had chose the only thing he could think of. The assistant opened the box. Within was a golden orb with a miniature Triforce on top and a scepter with a bird perched on top. The priest lifted the orb above his head, "This orb symbolizes the authority that you have to lead our people." The priest placed the orb into Links upturned hand. The priest turned back to the opened box and removed the scepter. "With this scepter, bring about justice and law to the land," the priest continued handing Link the scepter. Remembering how they practiced, Link climbed the steps with perfect posture.

He turned before sitting on the throne. The priest stepped behind the throne before placing the crown onto Link's blonde head. "Citizens of the Surface, I hearby declare Link king of the Surface," the priest announced before coming before the throne and bowing to Link. The citizens that filled the hall bowed as well.

"As the King, I declare that our kingdom to be know henceforth as Hyrule," Link announced. The crowd rose to their feet and cheered.

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Ghirahim slammed the head of the beast on the table. The scholars looked at the noble in shock. "You did it?" one said in surprise.

Ghirahim nodded, "There is no more need for you to live in the dirt. You may live in the light that these realms provide. And if I was your king, I would lead us to the realms filled with light."

The scholars quickly got to their feet and bowed. "Your majesty, what is it that you require of us, your humble servants?"

Ghirahim thought about it for a moment, "I need your loyalty." The scholars smiled and said that they could provide the loyalty that the noble sought. "I will bid you adeiu until we meet again," Ghirahim said before leaving the Institute once again.

Ghirahim climbed out of the underground domain of the demons of Dusk. "Two out of the four shadow realms are already at your command, my lord," Vladimir said handing Ghirahim the reigns to a pure white horse.

"Yes, but we must all be united to have a chance in returning to the surface," Ghirahim said as he mounted the horse.

"Which realm is next, my lord?" the advisor asked.

"We'll head to the realm of Twilight first and then the higher realms," Ghirahim answered turning his horse to the east and spurring it forward. The noble guided the horse through the crop fields. The rows of corn were soon behind them. Ghirahim spurred the horse causing it to increase its speed across the plain. The dark landscape now flew by.

Tired and sore, Ghirahim dismounted the white steed at the gates of Rigalken, the largest city in the realm of Twilight. Vladimir took the horses to be watered and Ghirahim entered the city. Demons of all shapes carried on their normal business bumping into the demon lord occasionally. The noble beelined to the largest building in the city.

Opening the door with a shove, Ghirahim entered what he assumed to be the building of the leaders. Everyone turned to the entering noble as the doors slammed against the wall. "What are you doing here?" asked one of the Twili storming to Ghirahim. This Twili looked almost puppet like.

"I'm here to beseech your support and your loyalty," Ghirahim said with a short bow, "I wish to be the king of a united kingdom."

"We answer to only the Lady of Twilight, Midna," a Twili from the edge of the room said.

The first Twili turned to the other, "She disappeared two years ago. Demise killed Lady Tifunee and certainly killed the young lady Midna."

"No one will follow you Zant," the Twili against the wall shouted, "we would sooner follow this clown."

Ghirahim sighed angrily at the insult. "If I find Lady Midna or find evidence of her demise, would you join my kingdom?"

All the Twili thought about the deal. "If you do find Lady Midna and she agrees, then we will follow her judgment," the second Twili answered. The others nodded as well; even Zant nodded reluctantly.

"Then I shall bring her to you," Ghirahim said before leaving the great hall. Vladimir panted as he climbed the stairs,

"How did it go, my lord?" the advisor asked following Ghirahim down the steps.

"Well, I just need to find Lady Midna and they will heed my request," Ghirahim answered exiting the city.

"She hasn't been heard from in years," Vladimir said running after his lord who was trying to release the horses. "You should let the horses rest, Sir," Vladimir said interrupting the noble's actions.

Ghirahim sighed, "It's going to be a long walk to the Higher Realms. I hope we make it in time before all the tribes scatter." The noble grabbed his advisor by his arm before snapping his fingers to teleport them.