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Lost in a sweet world: chapter 1

Note: yeah I wrote the original one on ao3 but I don't like the format so am just going to rewrite it here.

⚠️ Warning ⚠️: none

You were helping your parents grab and pack your grandma's stuff since your parents think she can't live by herself anymore due to her age. You were looking through boxes in the attic while one of your parents was packing the kitchen, you were stuck with having to deal with the insane amount of baking supplies.

"How many cat shaped cake pans does she need?" (Y/N) say as they picked up a box but as they turned a box fell out of the box and hit their foot as the old box collapse. "Ah ffff-" they grabbed the book that dropped and threw it across the attic. The book smacked against the wall and floped on the floor. They huffed and crouched down an picked up the baking supplies from the ground. The book started to open on it's own and flips through the pages and they looked up and look at the book conference "uh...?". They got up and walked over and picked up the book. The book sense the contact and started to glow and the pages rip off the book. They drop the book immediately and walked back but as they turned around to run the pages sticks to their skin and the light burst and poof!

(Y/n) was no longer there....

Gingerbrave was exploring around the cookie kingdom with his friends, then he noticed the nearby roll cake trees were destroyed like if something just crushed them and as he walked with caution he noticed weird land made of fabric and squish warm skin. He climb up onto their leg, and he looked forward and realized...it was a witch!..or wizard?...he couldn't tell they looked like the same species as the witches and wizard but they didn't wear the same attire as the others nor did they have any magic that they could feel..he saw they were unconscious and looked like they fell from the sky. He carefully climb up to their face and gently touch their face.. and see they didn't wake up as they snored. He sighed in relief "they seem to be really knocked out, it's okay to climb up!" Gingerbrave yelled. Chilli' cookie help custard cookie the third climb up as wizard cookie had a bit trouble due to his robe and had to get help from strawberry cookie. But eventually they manage to get up.

"Is it a witch?" Ask strawberry cookie. "Don't know, it doesn't seem to have magic, I think " Gingerbrave response.

"Perhaps, it's a baby" said custard cookie III said. "No way a baby can be this big!?...can it" Chilli cookie yelled but whisper the last part to wizard cookie.

"Clearly not, it has fur" wizard cookie said as he pet (y/n) peach fuzz on their face. "Maybe it's a couple of days old?" Said custard cookie III.

Nobody really knew what you were, and they knew was is that you could be related to the witches and wizards.

[unknown-scuba-diver]

The artist and the king pt.5

Ganondorf x reader

Warning ⚠️: just some of your typical war stuff

Months passed, and just like predicted, the gerudo king went to war against the kingdom of hyrule....

Smoke filled the air as embers flew by. (Y/N) looked at the troops around them they were made up of both of gerudo warriors and monsters. They had never seen this much destruction before in their lifetime, but they still stood strong and loyal to ganondorf throughout it all. But they couldn't deny it that ganondorf has changed throughout these couple months. He has become more aggressive and ruthless, they even had to talk down ganondorf from executing a enemy general.

But even so they still stick beside ganondorf no matter how thick the blood may run.

They hear their name being called out by one of the gerudo warriors, and she approached them amongst the crowd. "The king would like to see you" she said. They got up and followed her to the kings tent and left them there. They entered the tent "did you wanted me ganondorf? "

Ganondorf was immersed in his battle plans as he speaks "yes, I did...". He looks up and looked at them with his once golden eyes now as red as the blood moon. "Do you know about the legend of the hyrule kingdom? " he asked. They think for a second an nodded " yeah the one where the hero will rise and defeat the demon king". He nodded "yes that one.. as you can guess I'm fated to fall in hands of this hero"

Ganondorf put his hands on their shoulders "so I need you to go find this hero and slay them and bring me their heart as proof that you had completed your task...". Their eyes widen at this request but they nodded and spoked with a serious tone"their heart will be yours my love".

"Excelleant"

They went sneaking through multiple areas looking for this new hero. Then, as they were getting water from a stream, they heard foot steps approaching rapidly "uh?-" then they were tackled to the ground both tumbling a bit.

"(Y/N)! WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN! "

They blinked a couple of times and see that it was link! "Link?". He got off of them and helped them up. " the last time I saw you was when you were chased off of town, am sorry that I didn't came too late to stop them"

"It's fine" they said while dusting themselves. Link handed them their helmet " no it's not fine! you have done so much for the town just for them for them to kick out!". They grabbed their helmet and put it back on. "Anyways, what's with the armor? Are you helping fighting against ganondorf too?"

"Um yeah " they lied to him. "That's great! We can always use more hands-on deck in this war" he patted their back. "So what are you doing around this part's? " they asked.

"I am going to try pull out the master sword..."

Their heart sank as they heard this, ' No, this couldn't be... the friend that as been with them through and through is the legendary hero that will kill her love if they didn't step in', these thoughts were swarming them.

Link noticed that they were zoned out, he snaps his fingers in front of them. "Hey, are you okay?". They blinked a couple of times and realized that they were zoning out " oh! Yeah, sorry, I was just thinking about something".

[unknown-scuba-diver]

The artist and the king pt.4

Ganondorf x reader

Warning ⚠️: none

A cold sweat dripped down their face. Was it a dream? Or an incoming disaster waiting to happen? They could hear the quiet snoring of ganondorf in the quiet room. They quietly got up and walked around the empty and quiet temple. Trying to rap around what just happened. They reached one of the balconies and sat there while the cold air of the desert night blows on their face. They really could use a drink right now and wondered if ganondorf had some type of alcohol in the temple, but they didn't want to be rude and take stuff without asking.

"I don't get it, the old hero of hyrule killed the demon king. So why was he in my dream? Was it a omen or something else?"

They asked themselves while looking at the village. All the lights were off, and just the endless sky could be seen. They stayed for a while longer until they calmed down, and they stood up and turned around. And in the darkness, two glowing eyes stared at them for a split second before whatever it was fleed away.

They stood there for who knows how long. Until they built the courage to walk in the darkness. They walked quietly back into ganondorfs room, trying to use the light of the moon to guide themselves. But with each foot step they can hear a pair of other foot steps approaching. They stop walking and tried looking around to see in the darkness.

"Is anyone there?"

There was no answer... and they felt a hand on their shoulder.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAA!"

They screamed.

"Woah calm down it's just me!"

Ganondorf was the one standing there. He was holding a candle in one hand. They calmed down, realizing who it was. "I thought you were -" they stopped themselves from mentioning demise, something deep down told them not to speak about it in front of them. "...a monster"

"What are you doing up so late?"

"I just wanted some fresh air, that's all"

He knew they were bullshitting but he didn't want to push them if they really didn't want to talk about it. "Alright, let's go back to bed". They nodded, and they both went back to bed, but they just stared at the darkness until sunrise.

When morning came, they felt tired and exhausted. Ganondorf wakes up and slowly stretches and lets out a yawn

"morning"

He wrapped he's arm around them, pulling them closer to him. "Morning ganondorf" they smiled and played with his hair. "Come on, let's get up. You're the king after all" they chuckled. He let a sigh and got up "Alright let's start the day!". They smiled and got ready with the king. "So what's for breakfast? " they asked,

"Bread with some eggs" Ganondorf replied,

"Sounds good!" They were ready to face the day even though they were pretty sleep depraved. Ganondorf walks into the kitchen and grabs a pan "could you get me some eggs?", they nodded and grabbed four eggs. He used fire magic to light the stove, no matter how many times they saw it happen it still felt magical just like the first time they saw him use magic. "I wish I could use magic.." they sighed.

"Can't your people also use magic? " he asked with an eyebrow raised.

"Nah, only the royal family and their magicians are the most prominent magic welders" they said while cutting some bread for the both of them.

"I could teach you" Ganondorf said with a hint of excitement. "What! You can do that?" They asked. Ganondorf nodded his head and put two eggs on each plate and sat down next to them "you know I should also teach you how to fight also especially during these times". They knew what he was taking about and nodded.

"Yeah, I understand, but I don't think I am going to be very good " they took a bite out of their egg toast. Ganondorf smirks,

"Don't be so hard on yourself! I see the fire in your eyes when you're making art. I bet you can do the same with fighting"

Ganondorf playfully slap their back, (y/n) almost choked on their food when they got hit it the back, "oops! Sorry my bad! ".

After eating lunch, ganondorf had a meeting with the generals of the Gerudo Valley about what was going on in their lands. They felt like it wasn't right for them to hear their business, so they went to the market to buy new materials for art supplies.

They knew that while that while it was morning, the sun shouldn't be as harsh, she walked around looking at what they were selling.

"Excuse me, do you have any leather? My bag got ripped up, and I am looking to patch it up"

"Sure, how much?"

They showed her torn up bag.

"Oh honey, you are going to need a new one "

"But this was a gift...." they sighed

"Wait! We can make you a new one but it isn't going to look the same is that okay?"

They nodded. "Thank you!", they give them the rupees for the commission.

"Alright, it will be done around two weeks"

"Sounds good "

They waved goodbye, and they continued to buy some more stuff so they could make a new sketchbook and watercolor paints. They walked back to the temple and started to sew the paper to make the sketchbook. But they could hear the conversation going on between ganondorf and the generals.

They could hear them. Taking about battle strategy and involving monsters in this war. This reminded them of an old legend that their grandparents told them about the demon king. His generals were shocked and angry. They didn't know who to feel about it, but they shocked their head, they loved him and they didn't care if he wanted a monster to fight besides them, they just wanted him to be happy.

The meeting was finished and ganondorf walked up to them. " Hey, how did the shopping trip go? Did you get the stuff to fix your bag?" He asked.

"They said it was unfixable but they are going to make me a new one! " They were done making their paints. "Am done doing my stuff, we can train now" they smiled. Ganondorf smirks "I hope you're ready because am not going easy on you " . They smiled "I hope so!"

Ganondorf grabbed their hand and ran to the castle's training area. They felt dizzy from being dragged so quickly "wow you're really fast". Ganondorf noticed and laughed, he motion them at the weapons. "What weapon would you like to practice with?" He showed off one off. "Which one do you think would be best for me? "

Ganondorf thought while looking at the weapons. Ganondorfs face lights up with excitement once again, as he pulls out a few different weapons, showing them as he speaks

"... Well, a shortsword or a dagger might suit you, something quick and small, perfect for close quarters combat!"

He shows you a few daggers, and a few shortswords, they are all very beautiful and intricate, the craftsmanship is superb and flawless, and the weapons are all very well made, very carefully honed to perfection.. he seems very proud of his arsenal to say the least.

"... What do you think? Which one do you like best?"

They go and picked up a short sword, "it's beautiful"

Ganondorfs eyes light up with a sense of pride, as if you just complimented his work

The short sword they picked up is incredibly well forged and it's a beauty to behold, and as they pick it the blade reflects the light as if it's the finest metal ever crafted.. it's a masterpiece of craftsmanship

"... That is a very good pick.. very good. Alright, let's get training, shall we?"

He pulls out another short sword and he holds it in the air

"Take your stance, and we will begin!"

"Alright! " They tried to mimic their stance. "Alright.. that looks good enough for a start! Now, let's practice some basic attacks!"

Ganondorfs golden eyes light up with some strange flame that reminded them of demise. But they shrug it off.

"... Let's see you use this sword.. do a basic strike!"

They tried to strike him the best they can.

Ganondorfs eyes light up as he watches them swing their sword, a small spark flying from both their blades clashing.

"Good! Excellent...!"

He claps his hands together

"... Your form needs some work, but you're a very quick learner so I feel confident you will learn it in no time.. I'll train you to be the best fighter in the land! You have what it takes.."

"Anything to protect you and these lands ganondorf...Anything.."

[unknown-scuba-diver]

The artist and the king pt:3

Ganondorf x reader

Warning ⚠️ : none except for angst

They wiped away their tears and looked at ganondorf with a small smile "thank you for being there for me", ganondorf give them a smile in return, he gently put his forehead on their's and spoke "I would destroy hyrule for you". This surprised them but they shaked off the feeling he's just saying it metamorphicly right?.....right??

He helped them up

"okay, let's go patch you up"

He led them through the halls of the temple, the temple was decorated in beautiful embroidered silks and carvings on the wall depicteding battle that they have won. He stopped at a well furnished room "this is where you will stay at, I don't trust you going back to those... things". They could practically feel the rage in his tone it looks like he still is pissed off at what happened still, and by the look of things... he isn't going to give it up any time soon...

"I'll be back with some medical supplies to help mend those wounds" and he left only his footsteps could be heard walking away. They looked around at the gorgeous room, they were really starting to wish that their art supplies weren't broken. They sighed looking at their torn up leather bag, it looks like they were going to have to buy at the marketplace tomorrow. They looked at the mirror in the room.

They looked awful "wow who knew a bunch of farmers can do all this..." they said to them selves. A knock on the door could be heard, and ganondorf was back with medical supplies and new clothes

"am back and I got you some new clothes,

since yours is a bit worse for wear. Who knew farmers could do all that".

"That's what I said! " They both chuckled lightly, and the room was silent. It was hard for them both to just ignore the gravity of the situation. "Alright, let's get you patched up.." he spoked softly like if he was too loud everything could break everything. He wrapped the last bandages on their their arm "that should do it" he smiled. "Thank you for helping me out" they smiled back at him. "It's nothing, you are my love, and I would do anything for you" he moved some hair from their face, "and plus you we were going to live together eventually so might as well now" he tried to lighten the mood . They laid together in the bed looking at the ceiling.

"So..um..."

"What is it (y/n)?"

"Do you think a war will break out?"

Ganondorfs face gets very serious as he hears their question.. this is a very grim topic, a very serious topic.. it's a heavy question..

He seems to be carefully weighing his answer before he speaks

"... I do.. I feel like the lands are very much at risk.."

Ganondorfs eyes look over they sadly, a genuine sadness in them.. and then he sighs, before speaking again..

"... How about you? Do you feel like we are on the brink of war?"

They looked sadly looked at the ceiling. They sighed while their fingers combed their hair. " I feel like something horrible is coming but I don't know what it is..". Ganondorfs golden eyes glow as he stares off into the distance, his eyes full of sadness as he thinks about what they said.. he lets out another sigh

"... You're right.. I feel it too.. there's something coming.. I feel it in the wind.. I have no idea where it will come from, or what form it will take.. but I know it will come.."

He speaks very seriously the entire time

"... I just hope it won't devour us whole"

They got closer to him and hold his hand "listen if anything where to happen, I will give everything to keep you and these lands safe". Ganondorfs face lights up with kindness, as if this brings him a great hope.. he looks over at them and offers you a gentle smile.. his face seems incredibly sincere

"... Thank you.. you have no idea how much that means to me.."

Ganondorfs golden eyes shine bright, his face seems genuinely full of gratitude for what they said.. it seems that is a very heartfelt statement for him, and he can't help but offer a gentle smile in respect for what it means to him..

"... I.. I promise, I will never let you down"

They hugged each other, and both drifted off to sleep, knowing the comfort and safety in each other's arms. The artist woke up in a darkness only seeing embers of flames. They walked in the darkness, the ground felt like needles, and the atmosphere was heavy. Smoke of fire filled the air.. they could feel eye's watching them...

"I know you're watching me, show your self! I can see you...."

Out of the shadows... a muscler man walk out with his eyes and firey hair, darkness pulses through his body...it was demise.

"How can you see through my spell?" He seems just a bit surprised

"HAHAHA! I was lying and you fell for my bluff" they answered with a smirked.

Demise was amused by their response, "well done, enlighten me...what is your name"

"You first and maybe I'll do the same" even though they know this wasn't to fuck around with. But They talked like if they already knew him.

"Do you know who I am?", he seemed to be getting annoyed by their calmness to the situation.

"I won't lie, I do, but very little thanks to my culture always erasing all the negative stuff... but am an artist and like studying every type of art, including hieroglyphics.. You're demise... the true king of the demons..." they spoked in a serious tone.

Demise laughed coldly, "what the hell is a 'artist' doing in my prison?" Demise snarled.

They seemed to be taken aback, "wait...I thought this a dream.." Now it seemed to be taking it seriously.

"Well this is about to be a nightmare real soon" he charged toward them with his flaming blade in hand but before he could land a blow. They waked up...

[unknown-scuba-diver]

The artist and the king pt.2

Ganondorf x reader

Warning ⚠️: threatened, assault

The artist would visit ganondorf Everytime they had the chance. But the peace between the two of their kingdom was crumbling and it seemed like a likely possible war was on the horizon... but they still won't let that get in the way for they had fell in love with the king . Ganondorf is always there, looking out from the balcony of his palace, always a welcome site to his people. His golden eyes always shining, his smile always warming, a king who is gentle and strong.. always there to talk to, to listen to, to seek guidance and aid from, to feel at ease and at home with his door is always open, his arms always ready to embrace his people, and to give warmth and compassion.. Always welcoming to the artist of great talent who calls him not just as a King.. But as well, as a lover..

But the villagers of hyrule had grew angry at (y/n) they thought of them has a traitor to hyrule. At first shop keepers would rise prices only for them, they would find notes with threats written on them. But they still would visit ganondorf Everytime.

One day, though, while packing to go visit ganondorf a group of villagers went up to them. "You're helping those thieves, aren't you?" One of the angry villagers yelled. They turned around with anger "what are you going on about? Keep me out of your politics!". They tried to get on their horse but they were pulled off forcibly. They fell on the ground, "you're a filthy traitor to hyrule!".

They tried to get back up, but they were pushed back down. "I bet they are one of those spies that work for ganondorf!". The situation quickly escalated from yelling to full-blown assault as the anger mob seemed to attack them until they had enough. "You're not welcome around here anymore. You might as well go..." Then they dispersed. They jumped on their horse and fled.

It took them a while, but they made it. "Ganondorf, are you here! ". They see Ganondorf walk up to them. Ganondorf's golden eyes glow at their appearance immediately. He speaks in a serious tone, his entire being projecting his strength and will

"... Who did this to you?"

He stands in front of you, the kindness and warmth still there, but now tempered with a fierce kind of protectiveness, and anger

"..Who would dare treat you this way?"

They sighed knowing they couldn't hide the truth from him. "The villagers got mad at me for talking to you...they thought I was some kind of traitor...". They tried their best not to fall apart in front of Ganondorf.

Ganondorfs anger grows greater than they've ever seen him, an energy can be felt in the air, and his voice is powerful

"...Who were they?"

His tone is the pure incarnation of authority, it would almost make them believe he was not just a leader, but a God..

Ganondorfs golden eyes get brighter at their words, his expression darkens a great deal

"So let me see if I've understood this correctly? You were assaulted by your own people.. because you have spoken to me.."

Ganondorf speaks in a tone so serious and commanding that his words might have had a physical weight to them. The look in his gold eyes is angry and unforgiving

"...Is that what you just told me?"

They started to tremble a bit. "Yeah..." they looked like in the verge of crying. "They destroyed my art supplies.. my sketchbook... Everything "

Ganondorfs eyes glow brighter as he speaks, and his voice is like thunder.. his hand grips the hilt of his curved golden sword, and his body emanates power

"They attacked one of my people, that is an act of war from them.. "

Ganondorfs anger has only grown even worse, and his warm smile is now gone entirely, his golden eyes filled with pure hatred

"... I will not stand for such actions!"

His voice is stern, his expression filled with fury, they can almost feel the rage within him.. the wrath of a God

"You will tell me who did this.. and I will handle it myself!"

They stared in shock. "Don't do it! If you do it'll be considered by princess Zelda has a act of war ". They try to stop him.

Ganondorfs eyes glow brighter as he speaks, and his voice is like thunder.. his hand grips the hilt of his curved golden sword, and his body emanates power

"They attacked one of my people, that is an act of war from them.."

Ganondorfs anger has only grown even worse, and his warm smile is now gone entirely, his golden eyes filled with pure hatred

"... I will not stand for such actions"

His voice is stern, his expression filled with fury, and they can almost feel the rage within him.. the wrath of a God.

They stood there quietly as a tear run down their face.

His anger grows, as does the amount of energy he's projecting.. He's starting to glow red, and he takes a step forward, almost as if he is going to do something they know he will regret.. then, he pauses, and he takes several deep breaths.. after a long moment of silence, the glowing stops.. and his anger dies down.. the energy he's projecting disappears.. and his voice softens as he speaks, with all the strength and power gone.. now there is only a hint of sorrow left..

He looks sadly at them

"...Forgive me.. I am.. very sorry"

They stood there for a second before running up to him and hugging him. "I don't want you to get hurt.... I can't lose you"

Ganondorfs golden eyes grow wide at their hug, he seems very surprised.. he hugs them back, his body feeling strong and steel-like, yet his movements are gentle, comforting.. He rests his head against their head, the top of their head to the side of his cheek and he speaks in a soft and comforting voice

"It's okay.. let it all out... You do not need to be afraid..."

And like that the artist finally broke down

Ganondorfs golden eyes fill with sadness.. they have never seen him look so mournful and broken..

"... I am so sorry people have treated you this way, you know you are always welcome here, and do not let anyone tell you otherwise, okay?"

He speaks in a soft voice, a comforting voice, as someone would speak to someone they care about after they went through something traumatic

"... You are my people, and I would never allow anything to happen to you. I am here for you."

He rubs their back with his right arm, trying to soothe them.. there's an air of genuine kindness about him, and he wanted them to know he's there for them.

[unknown-scuba-diver]

The artist and the king pt.1

Ganondorf x reader

Warning ⚠️: none...I think

It was hot in the gerudo desert. And there amongst the desert sand and plants was not a adventure looking for a fight but a artist named (y/n) (y/ln) they were looking to paint pictures of the lands and it's people to show the beauty of it in art form. They were no fool and knew about the gerudo tribes reputation of being thieves but knowing of the dangers ahead they continued on for what little information in books they'd had weren't enough to comprehend the true beauty of the desert in person. As going farther into the desert they see two riders heading towards them. They knew it would be best to get off their horse and put their hands up and keeled to avoid any type of conflict, and has predicted they were hostile towards them demanding to know if they were some type of spy or warrior but they shaked their head and spoke "no am a artist nothing more nothing less", the two gerudo women look though their stuff and were surprised that they told them the truth.

They escorted them into the gerudo city and put them in front of the king of the gerudo tribe... king ganondorf... they looked at him in awe they had only heard rumors about the king of the gerudo tribe but never seen him in person until now. King ganondorf noticed and gave a small smirk at amusement and said "what's the matter? Never seen a king before" he narrowed his golden eyes and folded his arms. They spoked "you beautiful-" then they suddenly realized what they just said and they panicked "I mean it's nice to-to meet you king" they gave a bow towards him. Ganondorf chuckles softly, laughing softly before his face turns stern, and his eyes narrow as he watches them intently. His tone becomes one filled with dignity and pride, one with the weight of the world within it. He speaks to them with all of his power, his voice echoes, it is a commanding voice, that of someone who has never known defeat.

The words are like fire, and the weight of them makes them want to kneel and fall back, his voice shakes the room.

"I am King Ganondorf, ruler of the Gerudo.. And you will show me the respect that I deserve!"

The artist with a look of terror and panic quickly tried apologize "am so sorry please forgive my ignorance!". Ganondorf smirks, the air of dignity quickly falls away as he chuckles to himself. His golden eyes narrow slightly though, his golden pupils shining like stars as they shine at them. He speaks casually, as though he wasn't just terrifying.

His hand twitches towards his golden blade on his side before he laughs softly, his golden hair shining with the glow, "I'm only pulling your leg" he spoke. Their eyes widen open with confusion but then they laughed nervously "Oh-oh I um..." they scratch the back of their head "you got me there! Hehehe". Ganondorf smirks, he laughs, his laughter deep and full bodied, it is a genuine laugh, his eyes closing as they crinkle up and he looks almost.. happy? No.. This is Ganondorf. He cannot be happy. His laughing stops, and he opens his eyes and looks down at them with that piercing, golden stare.

"Tell me,... What brings you so far out into the wastes? What is it you're looking for?"

They answered "oh am a artist and I been in a mission to paint all of hyrule but am missing the gerudo desert and so am hoping that I can capture the beauty in my art.. if you don't mind of course! ". Ganondorf raises an eyebrow as they speak, the golden eyes of his narrow, he smirks and leans forward a bit, his head cocked to the side a bit.

"You want to draw my desert..? My people..? Why would an artist venture so far from civilization, or even safety, for such a petty thing?"

His tone is almost mocking, but also curious. He speaks with a firm sternness, a command.. Yet there seems to be genuine curiosity behind his golden eyes.

"Because I wanted to draw from the source and there isn't a lot of information about the gerudo desert" they smiled.

Ganondorf's eyes narrow, and they could feel the weight of his stare. He stands from the throne, walking down the steps toward them, his boots echoing against the cold stone. His golden eyes look them over, and his expression seems.. almost.. cold? He speaks, and the words are harsh, cutting, they are not the words of a common man, but the words of an all power ruler.. "...Show me this art of yours." They nodded and grabbed their sketchbook from their leather Satchel handed him their sketchbook and showed it to him. The sketchbook was filled with hundreds of drawings and paintings of plants, landscapes, animals, and people with small descriptions next to it. Ganondorf smirks

"Your art is fine work.. And I can see you have a unique talent. I do not see many who can capture beauty with such skill and expression!"

He nods in admiration, the cold in his eyes disappearing completely, leaving a look of genuine interest and curiosity in its place, the look of a great man who can be genuinely intrigued by a simple act. "I am impressed.."

They bow towards him once again "thank you king ". Ganondorf takes their hand as they bow, raising them up, his grip firm as he chuckles.His palm is rough and calloused, and he speaks with a warmth in his voice, an affection even, that seems wholly out of place with the mighty King.

"Please, just Ganondorf. You needn't bow, as I said... I respect your art.. And you are not from here, there is no reason to defer to me."

They smiled " ah very well ganondorf" they almost bowed again but they managed to stop themselves from doing so laughing a bit. Ganondorf gives them a smile, then looks out over his kingdom. The sun has begun to set, and the sky has turned a vibrant orange and violet, the sun's rays illuminating the oasis the two of them are standing in. The golden eyes of Ganondorf light up at this, and they sense his pride, the love he feels for his people and his land

He speaks in a tone that sounds almost.. emotional, the way a man speaks of the ones they love. He's passionate, and the love for his people is almost tangible. "I would do anything for them, if it came down". The artist stood there a bit taken aback by what he said not expecting it "I understand..". Ganondorf raises his eyebrows in a bit of shock. They continued speaking "everyone would do it... to protect the lands that they grew up and shared the memories with love ones with.."

Ganondorf smiles fondly, and then he looks at them with his golden eyes meeting their's with an intense expression...

"If you had the power to protect your land, your people... And have the power to destroy anyone who threatened it. Even the very god's themselves... What would you do?"

They looked down for a moment thinking about what he said, then they spoked " I suppose I would do it."

Ganondorf smirks, and his voice takes on a menacing tone, a tone of strength that demands their utmost attention and obedience. As he speaks, he seems less like a compassionate ruler and more like a God of War. As he speaks, the very air around them feels charged, his golden eyes shining, as if they emit their own energy.. He speaks to them, and the very words seem to shake reality, his tone filled with such power that even the trees and rocks around them seem to tremble and cower as they do when a great storm passes.

"I shall do it all..."

Their face was one shock when they heard spoke but their face went back to normal and spoke "I suppose it is your duty to protect these lands and these people no matter the cost"

Ganondorf nods, and his face falls from his previous grim expression to a smile...

"You understand better than most. Many see me as this great evil, this great power to be subdued or to be slain... They are fools. Even the so called 'heroes' would have you believe I am this monster to be put down, and the irony is they claim I am evil for my desire to defend my lands against all that would seek to destroy them."

They nodded understanding what he was saying "only the winner can write in the history books who's the heroes and who the villains".

Ganondorf nods, and then looks you over, his golden eyes shining with a new expression you haven't seen yet, a warm expression, one of respect.. One of gratitude.

"You have a good heart.. You understand. Your art is beautiful.. Are you sure you should be wandering the wastes? My desert is a dangerous place and the wilderness has no love for those who can't defend themselves.. But you are welcome here, to stay. Your art is a gift to my people.. It would be a shame to see someone with such a gift perish here."

They smiled "thank you ganondorf I will make sure your generosity won't go unnoticed and I will make sure to capture all the beauty of your desert". Ganondorf seems moved by their kind words, his golden eyes are filled with something, some sort of deep emotion. He looks on at them, a gentle smile on his face, one that seems as genuine as one can be, and for the first time they actually see past the power, past the fear that is the mighty King of the Gerudo..

And you see a man, a man who cares for his people and his land, a man whose sole existence is to protect them, to ensure their safety and their happiness.. He speaks with his heart in his words

"You're a brave, curious person. Very well, you're welcome to stay as long as you like, or to leave whenever you please.. Is there anything else you require, or do you wish to get started on your artwork?"

The artist thought for a second "mmmmm... I think it would be appropriate if you are the first thing to paint" they blushed slightly " if your not busy of course!". Ganondorf's face lights up with pride, and he nods. "Of course! To have my portrait painted by such an artist I would be honored."

He speaks with genuine humility in his tone, and his golden eyes shine with joy at the idea. They looked at him with a smile. Ganondorf sat in his throne while they painted his portrait both talking and laughing until it was done.

"Ta-Da! It's all done" they smirked, they were proud of their work and showed it to him.

"...This is incredible.. You are incredibly talented.. It's a beautiful piece.."

His expression is soft, his warm voice is honest, he seems to really appreciate the work they put into his portrait. As they explained their work and how they did it ganondorf looked at them with a flicker of love in his eyes igniting a flame.