"Shouldn't he rest, though?"
"If he stays in bed too long, he'll only grow weaker."
Link turned his face away from the voices, eager to slip back into the peaceful inky black of slumber. His head was hurting too much for this.
"Wake up, little hero."
A hand shook him slightly, pushing his shoulder further into the comfortable mattress. The movement sent a spike of pain up his neck into his skull, further articulating the headache he was desperately trying to ignore. With an angry, sharp inhale, he opened his eyes.
When he turned to view the person in question, he remembered his situation.
Huffing, he rasped, "What do you want?"
"I don't need your attitude, kid," Nabooru quipped lightly. "This is for your own good. You need to get up, and you need to eat and drink."
Link came up with a few snarky responses but found he was too tired to argue the matter. He let her pull him into a seated position, and he shifted his feet to the edge of the bed hesitantly. The last time he'd tried this he'd nearly passed out. He wasn't even sure how long ago that had been at this point - the exhaustion finally seemed to have won out over his will to escape.
Did that make him pathetic or intelligent? Zelda had always pushed herself so hard and never seemed to stop. He should do better.
Gritting his teeth, the captain pushed himself to stand. Nabooru had steadying hands on him, helping him shakily take a few steps towards the door.
Alertness came to him an instant, alongside hope. He was moving! He could survey his situation better if he let her guide him outside, he could find a way to escape the Gerudo stronghold, perhaps even retrieve the Triforce that Ganondorf had stolen!
Air moved on his other side, the only hint he had of someone moving beside him before an unsettling face invaded his personal space.
"Oh, so the wretched Hero is up and about now?" Ghirahim purred, lips curling in an unsettling smile.
"You're in the way," Nabooru said flatly.
The demon lord huffed, straightening and crossing his arms. "Must you ruin the moment, woman? You don't understand how long I've waited for this."
"Your rivalry is with the spirit, not the child," Nabooru said firmly. "Leave him be."
Link blinked, confused. With the spirit?
Oh. The Spirit of the Hero. The same person Cia had fallen into an obsession with. The same person who Zelda looked to with hope and conviction and dedication. The person who was supposed to be him, the person he strove to be every day.
Why... why were they talking about it like it was someone else?
Link scoffed. "I'm not a child. I am the bearer of the Hero's Spirit. If it's a fight you want--"
The rest of the captain's statement was cut off with a yelp as Nabooru swatted at Ghirahim and dragged Link away. "That's enough of this nonsense. I took you out here to get fresh air, not pick a fight with the first idiot you find."
"Idiot?!" Ghirahim repeated, affronted, though he was left behind by the pair as Link was practically carried outside the compound.
It was evening outside, Link realized, making him feel all the more disoriented. How long had it been since his capture? How long had been asleep? It had certainly been brighter when he'd encountered Ganondorf.
As he was guided to sit in a pile of cushions, a waterskin placed into his hands, Link saw a group of Gerudo women dancing and laughing. Others were playing music, and a crowd was clapping along. On a raised platform sat their king, also enjoying the festivities, though much more solemnly than his warriors. Ganondorf's eyes flicked over to the captain a moment, studying him, and Link felt his skin crawl. He glared defiantly in return.
Ganondorf returned his attention elsewhere, and Link's brooding was interrupted when Nabooru snapped her fingers in his face.
"Drink," she ordered.
Reluctantly, Link complied. There was no point in not hydrating; he needed strength to find a way out of this place. After a few sips, his body suddenly registered just how utterly dehydrated he was, and he emptied it in a heartbeat.
Glancing to her left, Nabooru said, "Watch him."
Link looked to his right and saw another Gerudo warrior walk up beside him, sword drawn and held erect against the ground while her hands rested overtop the hilt.
"What do you people want from me?" he asked, his voice gaining some strength now that his throat wasn't quite so parched.
"I wanted to kill you," the woman grumbled, and Link recognized her as the last thing he saw before he was knocked out in battle. "But our king had other plans."
The captain once again glanced at the perpetrator of this entire mess, feeling himself shiver a little. What did such a monster want with him? He already had the Triforce, after all. Was Link needed for some kind of ritual?
Was he going to capture Zelda as well, then?
Wait... was Link bait?
He had to get out of here.
Nabooru returned quickly, a bowl of curry in her hands. She held it out to the captain, who hesitantly took it. The guard walked away silently.
"I don't suppose you can tell me why your king wants me alive," Link muttered, staring at the curry. He didn't really know how to feel about any of this at this point, except that he was most certainly on edge and wanted to get the hell away from here.
Nabooru watched him a moment, seeming to make a decision in her mind, and sat beside him to watch the dancers. The lively music didn't quite reach the cold atmosphere Link's dread generated, but the Gerudo woman at his side was a steady presence, somehow less intimidating than the others.
"You are the Hylian Hero," Nabooru said. "The Spirit of the Hero travels with you."
"I am the Hero," Link emphasized, feeling his ire rise. He had drawn the Master Sword, he had led troops into battle time and again, he bore the Triforce of Courage, and he was the one Zelda had chosen to wear the legendary garb.
"Our king is quite interested in you," Nabooru continued, ignoring his interruption. "I must confess, I didn't expect you to be so... young."
Rolling his eyes, Link looked away. "Many say that. Most don't live to regret it."
Nabooru laughed at that. "Spoken like a warrior filled with spirit and a thirst to prove himself. I admire your ability to fight, child. Don't doubt that. I started fighting around your age too. But don't forget your place. You are still young, and you know very little of the world outside of a battlefield."
"Am I going to learn about wartime strategy and politics here, then?" Link prodded, glancing back at her. "Am I being held hostage as a bartering chip?"
"My understanding of it is that you're being held to keep you safe," Nabooru answered unexpectedly, looking him in the eye with a seriousness he wasn't expecting. "But only the king knows his own plans. I just happen to be the leader of the Gerudo."
"I thought the king was?"
"He wasn't here until a few weeks ago," Nabooru replied, looking away. "Our people were mostly wiped out by Hyrule."
Link felt his throat go dry, and he had no words to say while simultaneously having so many in his mind.
What did she mean that Hyrule had wiped out the Gerudo? Had they attacked Hyrule in the past? A war between the Gerudo and Hyrule could explain why Link barely knew of their existence, and why that other guard wanted him dead. But what about the other statement, about keeping him safe? What kind of nonsense was that?
Ganondorf needed him for something, clearly. He needed him, and he knew Link was too powerful a soldier to keep in play in the war. He was crippling the Hyrulean army and preventing Link from dying so he could utilize him for something.
This had to do with the Triforce, didn't it? Link knew so little of the artifact, except for its origin story.
He wished Lana was here to explain the situation. He'd even take Impa.
Sighing, Link stared at his curry, his stomach growling but his appetite disappearing as his musings clouded his mind.
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zelda villain sleep headcanons?
The villains sleep headcanons
Ganondorf
Sleeps like a log, seriously there is nothing that wakes Ganondorf up.
He's also a blanket hog, and during colder seasons, he'll sleep with an unholy amount of blankets, quilts, and anything he can use to keep himself warm.
Snores loudly too, so if hearing a lawnmower all night long is white noise to you then he's your man.
Ghirahim
He claims that he doesn't have the need to sleep because he is perfect, but that is a huge lie. Ghirahim needs his 8 hrs of sleep otherwise he'll be insufferable for the whole day.
When he sleeps he doesn't move or make any noises he just plops into the bed and falls asleep in whatever position he landed on the bed (and good luck trying to make him scoot over to his side of the bed if he decides to sleep in a diagonal position)
Zant
His sleep schedule is all sorts of fucked up but that's on his own volition. He sleeps whenever he feels like it and if he has nothing going on during the day he'll just go and sleep.
His sleeping pattern can go from sleeping 1 hour and feeling fresh as a daisy and sleeping for three days straight.
Also has these curtains that make the room super dark so it feels like it's night time all day long so its easier for him to sleep.
Volga
Sleeps anywhere. He's usually a light sleeper since he tends to be on high alert at all times.
Whenever he has time for himself, he uses it to sleep and rest properly.
So he'll probably out be cold for a whole day, but if he has something to do later in the day he'll try to wake up by then but it's not guaranteed.
Wizzro
A very light sleeper so god forbid that anyone wakes him up.
To prevent this he has quite the set up in his room with white noise to make him sleep better.
He's also immune to melatonin and those sleepy time teas (idk how they're called the ones w the bear)
Kohga
Sleep talks a lot. Its usually him rambling on about how he despises Link or about his elaborate plans for the week.
Has quite the collection of banana plushies, including a Yellow Junie squishmallow.
Tosses and turns a lot too and most of the time ends up sleeping on the floor because he falls off the bed and doesn't even care.
Sooga
Quite the heavy sleeper as well. He has a very strict sleep schedule and tries to get his 8 hours of sleep as often as possible.
When sleeping, he doesn't move at all he just sleeps in a single position.
Astor
Survives on red bull and spite so his sleep is rather minimal.
Slip in some melatonin gummies to have him turn into a 'honk shoo' type of man. Seriously once he falls asleep he passes out and wakes up 3-4 business days later.
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Even more Hyrule Warriors thoughts (part 4, Skyloft edition)
Skyloft theme is a BANGER I LOVE THIS VERSION OF IT
It’s kind of surreal seeing Skyloft so overrun with monsters though, dang. I’m sure the Skyloftian knights did their best but oooof, they definitely needed the army’s help.
If you’re like me and want to pretend that this game is canon, I guess you’d have to slot events here somewhere before skyward sword, (probably a few decades?) since the master sword is still the goddess sword. The whole war thing would also explain the somewhat small population of Skyloft at the time of skyward sword...
Fiiiiiiii my beloved <3
GhiraHIM GET YOUR STUPID JERK FACE OUT OF HERE oh gosh he did the tongue thing euuuuughhhghh
I gotta say though this game is killing me I had to protect Fi while she carried soup to a particular area so Levias (the giant sky whale) would come fix the paths. what
Ahhh so this is where the traitors come in. And of course it’s Ghirahim’s fault. I should have guessed. More fuel to add to my burning hatred of him *shakes fist*
Alrighty then we’re just fighting the imprisoned now!!! Let’s just give this Link some more nightmare fuel whaddya say 👍
Wait... how does the groosenator exist if the master sword is still the goddess sword..? They also don’t look quite right, hmm... Okay. My theory is the Hylian army brought the catapults with them, and since hw is after sksw, the actual name for catapults in the zelda universe is just. Groosenator. Problem solved!
I hate chopping his stupid bulbous toes I have spent so much of my life chopping his STUPID GROSS BULBOUS TOES. Beating him is really satisfying as always though >:)
And bye bye Ghirahim too please do not come back <3
I really feel like Link got the short end of the stick here in regards to what he did while the main characters were all separated ksbdjdbnfjd
Lana: oh good Link is here! Now we’re all together again! How did everything go?
Link, who just had half his men turn on him and had to fight a dragon knight, a self-proclaimed demon lord, and the LITERAL IMPRISONED: *dead-eyed stare*
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