Darunia: Chapter Three
The celebration traveled through the night with dancing, cheering, and quite a bit of rolling around. Nohan was obviously not the best dancer in his race, but still he hopped and spun on one foot like the Goron's. Darunia smiled at the king's attempts to dance like the Goron's, who were not only a proud, peaceful race, but also a race of fun loving dancers.
The entire night pleased Darunia, it had been quite some time since his tribe had been this happy. When the day broke, and it was time for Nohan to leave, the two leaders stood at the top of Death Mountain trail looking down from the Bomb Flower Garden.
"I know in time, our races will know friendship like we have one day." Nohan said, "Last night was the first step toward that dream."
The mountain was unusually calm this morning. Darunia nodded then added, "You have honored me and my tribe by coming here for peace."
"This is the dawn of a new day, from here on out, things can grow and flourish. I'm glad you hold true to your honor. I wish to repay you in some way."
"Your word of peace is prize enough. Hold true to your word and Hyrule will become one."
Nohan looked off at the rising sun and his smile dropped, "Even that cursed relic cannot destroy what is united."
The King of the Hylians returned to his castle and Darunia went on to lead his tribe. Several years went by before Darunia and Nohan would meet again. When they did, the king arrived again alone.
He had gown much older now, his face half buried under a blonde, regal beard, his face marked by old stars and wrinkles. He was only in his thirties, but he looked much older.
But, despite his aged face, he eyes still shined with that bright blue intelligence and unnatural kindness.
Darunia welcomed the King with open arms, to which Nohan simply smiled.
"I have done it friend." He said, the grin on his lips growing, "I've finally unified the land."
Darunia raised an eyebrow, "How can you be sure?" He hated be skeptical of his friend, but it seemed too quick for all races to come together as one.
"I am absolutely sure of it. I have made peace with the Gerudos, the most violent race in the war. Their leader finally spoke to me and pledged himself to Hyrule."
"Is that so, then I am happy for everyone my friend. Do you plan on staying in the area for the night?"
"I'm afraid not Darunia." Nohan said, "As king I have many duties, even more so now that I have Hyrule to help rule."
"I understand well my friend, I have many matters to attend to myself." Darunia said then absentmindedly looked toward the Goron City.
"What kind of things?"
Darunia hesitated for a moment, then decided that Nohan was the perfect person to aid in this affair.
"A young Hylian child attempted to steal the Goron's Ruby, the ancient relic of our tribe yesterday. He escaped through a tunnel, but his brother is still here. Do you mind talking to him and letting him know he is safe from us."
Nohan agreed and went around the top level of the City, his eyes catching sight of the Goron's Ruby, a crimson jewel, atop a pedestal suspended over the ledge.
The King looked into the cave where the boy had ran into, and saw only boulders with small cracks between them.
"This is our Treasure room, he ran off in between the cracks and won't come out for us." Darunia explained, "His brother, the one who attempted to steal the ruby, sealed off the tunnel he ran into, as well as causing the boulders you see here." He motioned to the room.
"Child of Hyrule." Nohan said, his voice deepening to a more royal tone, "This is Nohan, the King of the Hylians and the one who united the land. There is nothing to fear here." His words echoed throught he cavern, then a small whimper was his response then a young boy appeared between two rocks.
He looked no older then seven, in a simple brown tunic and no shoes. He must be from a poor family.
"Come child, what brought you and your brother here" The kking asked kneeling down to the boy's level.
"My brother... he wanted to see the Goron's, we snuck over the town gate..." The boy spoke nervously and kept looking at Darunia hwo stood behind the King.
"Are you afraid of the Goron's?" The King asked and the child nodded, "There isn't anything to fear here. The Goron's are peaceful, and only wish to live peacefully."
The boy didn't look to sure when a delighted glee rang out from the entrance.
A young Goron, still in a diaper, had entered the City laughing and hopping from one foot the next. Two larger Goron's flanked each side both with large smiles as the little one rolled from one side to the other.
Then he stopped dead in his tracks when he spotted Darunia. A look of confusion masked the child for a second then he cried out, "Darnia!" and curled up in a ball rolling at full speed at the Big Boss.
The Big Boss didn't have time to dodge.
The child hit Darunia square in the chest and sent the two of them spiraling onto the ground.
