A/N: Thank goodness it's Friday. Anyways, Thank you, WindRose1013 for following this fic and adding it to your favorites and to love2game for also following. Okay, and to respond to your reviews
-WindRose1013- I'm trying this time to update weekly. And I'm glad that I have your sister fangirling over my fic. I'm nearly blushing.
-black rose a.k.a jane -Thank you for calling my story unique. I think it's predictible, but maybe some surprises are in store. I'm glad you have more questions. Hopefully they will be answered soon.
-SaraTheAngelic-The reason why Midna left ahead will be answered here. But however, her just being lazy is a reasonable answer.
Ghirahim opened his eyes. Luckily, demons are accustomed to seeing in the dark, so in the darkness Ghirahim could tell that he was in some stone structure. He looked to his left and noticed that the small amount of light came from only one side and from an unseen source. Using this information and the dampness of the air, the noble concluded that he was being held in some sort of cave. He however didn't see any captor, so he sat up gingerly.
The noble looked at his wounds which were each tied with thin strips of red fabric. He found it odd that his captor would take the time to care for his wounds. The noble ran his fingers through the knots, untying the bandages. He looked at the fabric in his hands and frowned when he saw that it was his cape. He sighed irritated, but continued to unwrap his wounds which looked nearly healed.
The noble got to his feet. He looked around the cavern to check once again that he was by himself. He quietly slunk to the light. He blinked away the momentary blindness that was caused by the influx of light. Once his sight was restored, his breath was taken away. He couldn't believe his eyes.
A young woman stood in front of him. Not just any woman, it was Rahzel looking rather shocked. Ghirahim looked her over. He realized with a slight shock that she was different than he remember. Not in a bad way, but he had forgotten little details like the curve of her lips or the exact color of her eyes. She was breathtaking in a way that he had forgotten. The noble didn't know what to say or what to do.
Almost on instinct, he pulled her into a crushing hug. "I've missed you," the noble whispered softly hoping that this wasn't a dream. But the warmth of her body and the steady breaths she took dispelled any doubt.
"I've missed you, too," she answered in that calm, smooth voice.
Ghirahim loosen his grip and held the Hylian at a distance. "Where have you been? Why did you disappear?" The woman looked away apparently trying to think of the proper response. "I thought they killed you," the noble said wishing, hoping that she would respond.
"We don't have time to discuss this. The Sheikah will be looking for us," the woman said shrugging away from his touch. Ghirahim would have sighed at the motion, but didn't want to show her how much he hurt from her indifference. Her confession that she missed him sounded more as wishful thinking on his part than reality. "We'll meet up with Midna at our current residence and you can return to your kingdom."
With that statement, the woman turned and begun walking in a westward direction. Ghirahim's heart sunk realizing that the woman reverted to the person he met so long ago. The cold, emotionless mask had reaffixed itself. Ghirahim stormed after her. He grabbed her arm and spun her forcefully so she would face him. Cold red eyes glared at him. "We have no time for this. They will be upon us soon," the woman responded pulling her arm from his grasp and continued her path.
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Rahzel could hear the noble's steps behind her. She frowned trying to prevent herself from turning and apologize to him. She made a choice two years ago that she would allow him time to gain the loyalty of all the shadow creatures. She had given him space, but never stopped watching out for him. It was one of the benefits she found in her gift of foresight. She could ensure his safety without being near, but now that he was here it was a challenge to put distance between them. "About time you came back," Midna's voice called out. The albino broke her train of thought and looked up to the Twili.
"You could have teleported us and we would have all been here faster," Ghirahim's voice answered.
Midna turned her eyes to the noble and narrowed them slightly. Rahzel understood why the Twili didn't help them. For one, she distrusted Ghirahim; the Twilli insisted that the noble had abandoned the Hylian. Second, if the Twili had used her magic to teleport the three of them, she would have to retreat to the shadow realms and the younger woman disliked the dark. "Let's go inside," Rahzel said to stop the staring contest that started between the two demons.
Midna walked to her side. "Are you sure of this?" she asked concerned. Rahzel nodded once before entering the small cottage.
The den was furnished shabbily but it was the best the two woman could do. Rahzel had to admit that she was embarrassed at Midna's and her living conditions and she was sure that Ghirahim was critiquing every detail. "You have impeccable timing," Ghirahim said breaking the silence.
Rahzel shrugged before turning to the noble for the first time since the cavern. He wasn't looking at the cottage, but had his brown eyes fiercely focused on her. "We should get you back to your kingdom," Rahzel said once again leading the way to the small portal that was hidden in one of the rooms in the back. Ghirahim followed with a grumble, but didn't say anything else. Rahzel opened the door to the portal room.
"Rahzel," Ghirahim's stern voice called. Rahzel looked up at him. "As your lord, I command you to return with me. You swore your loyalty and now I'm demanding it." Rahzel looked down from his gaze. Honestly she would probably would have returned if he had asked politely.
"How dare you boss her around," Midna said hands on her hips.
Rahzel held up a hand to her. "You never lost my loyalty. I was always watching out for your safety," the Hylian said with a sigh. It was the absolute truth; while she remained on the surface, she used her gift of foresight to check up on the noble.
"Then you must know that my coronation will occur as soon as we return," the noble said smugly. Rahzel stopped in her steps. Watching the noble as his wavering red cape faded into the shadows.
If he already has their piety, then I don't need to act so cold. "Ghirahim," she called out softly. The noble turned to face her. All words died on her lips; what could she say to him. "Congratulations," she whispered. "Your majesty," she added with a curtsy and a smile.
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Rahzel watched with a smile as she watch Ghirahim being swarmed with a multitude of demons. Each were trying to congratulate him and to gain favor. The noble was obviously enjoying the attention that he was getting. His white lips were turned in a smile and his brown eyes alight with excitement.
"It's lovely to see you again, Lady Rahzel," a voice beside her said. Rahzel turned her gaze to see Vladimir standing beside her. "May I speak to you in private?" the advisor asked.
"Of course," Rahzel answered following the bird as he walked into the hall. Vladimir looked up and down the hall to ensure that no one else was in the hall.
"I apologize for not keeping you inform of the situation here," Vladimir started, "I should have told you as soon as it was obvious that Ghirahim would reclaim the throne."
Rahzel sighed, "You did nothing wrong. After all, there was always a possibility that he wouldn't get the throne. I do not blame you. And besides, I am here now, so no harm was done."
Vladimir nodded his agreement. "I have one more concern," he continued in a sober voice. "It is hard to say because I know that you care for King Ghirahim very much. And you do want the best for him and all of us…"
"Just say what you are thinking," Rahzel said already dreading what the advisor was going to say.
"The people will be expecting a queen. And.."
"They would want one of you," Rahzel finished.
"Yes. You have to understand. Your people are seen as the enemy as someone to fear. They will never trust you," Vladimir said quickly.
Rahzel sighed, "I know. I was thinking the same thing. But.."
"You want what is best for us… right?" Vladimir said the last word trailing off to a question.
The Hylian looked down at her feet. "I want nothing more than for your people to live in peace and joy. I'll keep my distance. Don't worry I'll do what is best for all of us," the woman said in a sad voice.