The King and Queen of Evil listened to the reports from his minions at the close of another day. Dora traced the outline of the complete Triforce on the back of her husband's left hand, and listened, with a smile, to the retelling of the details of the quarrels and celebrations between protestors and Ganondorf's loyal followers.
"Fools," she commented with a grin. "I can handle them."
"If it does not end soon, you may have your fun," Ganondorf advised calmly.
"The death rate has already fallen over the past two days. The hero's supporters are too afraid to openly retaliate now," the minion explained.
Dora frowned. "What a shame."
The King of Evil chuckled, and waved an order for his minions to leave the room. He reached over to the throne beside his and lifted Dora from it and into his lap, where he kissed her aggressively.
When he allowed her a moment to breathe, she asked, "Are you still thinking about the night of your victory?"
"It was a splendid reward you bestowed upon me," he said deviously.
"Where is Din?" Dora wondered, but hoped not to spoil the moment.
"She is working behind enemy lines for me," he answered. "The entire kingdom seemed to know about the hero's infatuation with her, so she offered to infiltrate and weaken our opponent from within."
Dora glared at him, and she let her expression speak for her.
"And she wanted to keep it a secret because you would disapprove," he added.
"I never imagined it would be you two conspiring against me," she whined.
"Din has helped prevent more pointless battles by assassinating the leaders organizing the riots. To doubt her skill is to doubt us. Put your trust in her," he scolded.
A loud clang down the hall toward the entrance made Dora's heart leap. The sound of running footsteps echoed through the corridor and Din burst into the throne room.
"We have a problem," she announced, working to catch her breath. At realizing the position her parents were in, she turned away and shouted, "Really? In your throne?"
Dora slid off of Ganondorf's lap and stood with her arms crossed. "You should have knocked," she said arrogantly.
"What happened, Din?" he asked to redirect the conversation, but he also dreaded why Din was so distraught.
"Don't be mad at me, but I was seducing the riot leader at dinner, and he kind of called mom a whore and wouldn't stop talking about defiling her against her will, so I kind of got really mad, and kind of killed him in front of everyone. So, now, there's a whole group of Hylians marching toward the castle," she explained, growing fearful. She waited for her father's anger. "There's about fifty of them."
Ganondorf only chuckled, which turned into a wicked laugh. "I welcome the entertainment. We will greet the invaders."
"You could just obliterate them all by raising your hand, and I won't get to have any fun," Dora pointed out.
"It's true, I have the power to do that, but I have missed watching you delight in shedding blood. You have ten minutes to kill as many as you can, or make them all surrender, before I display my new power."
"That's more than enough time to show those simpletons what kind of whore I am," Dora said, delighted. She lifted her sword from beside the throne and marched forward with it strapped to her waist.
Din followed behind her mother, eager to see her in action. Ganondorf trailed behind, and conjured his trident. The unusual outline of all three triangles on the back of his hand caught his eyes when he swung his weapon. The reality of his victory of completing the Triforce was still sinking in. He had gained ultimate power that could not be denied, and with it he, his queen, and princess, would conquer the world. There was a considerable amount of work to do, but it would all be completed in time. He would never again be faced with the excitement of waiting for the hero to overcome the goddesses challenge and fight him for the Triforce of Courage. He would never be burdened by the dangers that could force his wife to be parted from him again, or make her suffer agonizing loneliness. His endeavor for the Triforce was over. In spite of that, his life would never be dull, because of the family that made his dream a reality.