((Plot development time!! This will be a long post, so watch out. Sorry this took so long. I'm usually pretty busy Friday nights, so this took a while to get to.
Having avoided Keeseman for a few hours, Nygma is now in a back alley of Castle Town, a completely deserted area during this time of day. He suddenly stops walking, and grins even wider. "Hello, Keeseman," he says.
Keeseman is standing right behind him, leaning against a wall. He hadn't made a single sound. "Good day, Nygma. How are you this afternoon?" he said plainly.
"Oh, quite alright, thank you. Just enjoying a fine day in Castle Town, visiting the market I hadn't seen since you, well, put me in prison.
"You brought that upon yourself, you know that," Keeseman said firmly. "Dispense with these pleasantries; I am not here to play with you. You are under arrest for your crimes against Hyrule. What say you?"
"I'm afraid I don't understand, Keeseman," Nygma said with mock innocence. "What are you talking about? I have committed no crime."
"If you insist on playing innocent, I will explain to you your crimes," Keeseman sighed, getting annoyed with this playing. "You escaped from prison, and then broke into the Lon Lon Ranch's milk storage room, stole from their supply, and poisoned the remaining milk, in order to increase your own profit. So, you have committed breaking and entering, jailbreaking, thievery, vandalism, trespassing, and fraud. Did I miss anything?"
"I'm afraid you're quite wrong, Keesey." Keeseman sighed, frustrated with Nygma's toying. Satisfied with Keeseman's frustration, Nygma continued. "I was remissed from prison, let out for good behaviour. Ask any of the prison guards."
"You shouldn't have been let out," Keeseman interrupted. "You were given a 30 year sentence for your crimes."
"I'm a changed man, Keesey. And you have absolutely no proof that I broke into Lon Lon, do you?" He let out a light giggle.
"These riddles are proof enough," Keeseman said angrily, holding out the slips of paper that were discovered back at Lon Lon.
"How do you know I left them there? I could have been framed," he suggested smartly. Keeseman growled in frustration.
"If you must know," Nygma continued, "I really don't know what you mean about that milk you mentioned. I have no intentions to make any money off of it." He couldn't help himself but flash a slight grin.
"Cross my heart," Nygma responded. Keeseman's angry scowl dropped even further.
"Though, if you are interested," Nygma said, and slid up to Keeseman, leaning on his shoulder, and whispering his ear, making Keeseman feel very uncomfortable, "I heard a rumour about some illicit milk producing operation in Kakariko Villiage. Apparently, it's very hush-hush, and, after this tragic
incident at Lon Lon Ranch, it's supposed to make the owners of this secret business very rich," he added with a wink.
Keeseman pushed Nygma's arm off of his shoulder. "I may not have the proof to have you arrested yet, but when I find this operation you're in on, you will be brought to justice," he said, practially snarling.
"Believe what you wish, Keesey," Nygma said, "but I assure you, I have absolutely nothing to do with this operation."
"Then how do you know so much about it?"
"Oh, rumours come and go in the Castle Town marketplace." Nygma laughed. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I must be off. I'm feeling quite lathargic, so I think I'll head home and take a little nap." He turned around to leave.
"Good riddance," Keeseman growled after him.
"Goodness, what a temper," Nygma said in a mocking tone. He paused for a second, and thought. "Before I go, I have a little riddle for you: Though powerful my name, I am full of grace. My beauty is famous; vulnerable is my place.
And with that, I make my exit."
As Nygma strutted out of the alleyway, Keeseman pondered what this riddle could mean. It didn't make any sense. What could he be referring to? Is he hinting at a hideout location? That would make sense; in his past dealings with the man, Keeseman was frequently lead into a trap by one of his riddles.
Powerful name... Beauty is famous...
Could it be on Death Mountain? It held a powerful name, and the beautiful architectural skill of the Gorons' city was quite famous... But Death Mountain was not full of grace...
What about the Lost Woods? The people of Hyrule also feared its name, and the powerful mysteries of the wood... It was also vulnerable to fire, and could be considered beautiful... But that did not make sense either.
Keeseman decided to solve this riddle later. He would first find the illegal milk business in Kakariko, and put a stop to their actions. Maybe there he could discover some hard evidence against Nygma, or at least learn more about his plan. He fell back into the shadows, and darted away silently, across the rooftops of Castle Town.
Twilight approaches. As the dusk falls, people begin to head into their homes. But the action will still continue through the night...