The Lad watched as This Creature commanded magic to desteoy the Golem. Hokding hus branch he spoke to @Ashley the Witch ,
“Do you have any masks in your cottage or wood from which I can make one?”
Daku stood in his Demon Form, his eyes yellow as he peered at Midna,
“I am only half Demon.. goddess. Your powers can only go so far to do me harm..”
He then commanding smoke to surround him in a great cloud. When it dissipated he his dark skin and white hair had returned, along with his black mantels.
Mida held her pale turquoise fingers to her lips which were painted plumb.
“What now fair Prince? Will you accept my proposal or turn me over to your King’s wrath?”
Daku eyed her as he lifted the silver chalice.
“As any wise ruler I shall take time to consider and seek council.. until then you remain our guest.”
Midna gave a slight bow,
“Then as you consider I shall retire, I am rather tired.”
Daku rose and offered his arm which she took and leaned on. Her headress made her taller than he as they left the Great Hall. Ascending stairs of stone they came to a hall that lead to chambers, one was open with a bed with a canopy of red, and mirror with gold leaf. Candles flickered. Daku removed his hand as he ushered her therein.
“Rest well Twilight Goddess.”
Midna smiled as he walked away. She then went to window and looked put on woods and wintry fields of white. She hoped that her mission would be a success, he truest motived she kept buried deep in her heart…
Fantomu nodded to Majora,
“I already have.. I ma linked to our King in ways beyond understanding.”
The Hiro held the Lady in his arms a moment long, she seemingly drifting off into thought after she thanked him. A moment more and he helped her down into fresh snow.
“You must command great power to tame a dragon.”
His mind as he spoke drifted to Maron, was she safe? Was she unharmed? He prayed in his heart to Hylia that she was whole and healthy.
Meanwhile at Castle Daku, Maron was fast asleep in a warm bed with a hearth crackling, Phaedra looking at her with an expression of regret.
“Do you have any masks in your cottage or wood from which I can make one?”
What is going on out there, Cief thought, I want to peek but I won't risk it.
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"Fantumu," Majora Demanded, "Tell the Master I am almost done."
*Majora smirked*
Daku stood in his Demon Form, his eyes yellow as he peered at Midna,
“I am only half Demon.. goddess. Your powers can only go so far to do me harm..”
He then commanding smoke to surround him in a great cloud. When it dissipated he his dark skin and white hair had returned, along with his black mantels.
Mida held her pale turquoise fingers to her lips which were painted plumb.
“What now fair Prince? Will you accept my proposal or turn me over to your King’s wrath?”
Daku eyed her as he lifted the silver chalice.
“As any wise ruler I shall take time to consider and seek council.. until then you remain our guest.”
Midna gave a slight bow,
“Then as you consider I shall retire, I am rather tired.”
Daku rose and offered his arm which she took and leaned on. Her headress made her taller than he as they left the Great Hall. Ascending stairs of stone they came to a hall that lead to chambers, one was open with a bed with a canopy of red, and mirror with gold leaf. Candles flickered. Daku removed his hand as he ushered her therein.
“Rest well Twilight Goddess.”
Midna smiled as he walked away. She then went to window and looked put on woods and wintry fields of white. She hoped that her mission would be a success, he truest motived she kept buried deep in her heart…
Fantomu nodded to Majora,
“I already have.. I ma linked to our King in ways beyond understanding.”
Zelda murmured "Thank you for saving me." to the man sincerely hoping he heard. Subconsciously she expanded her minds borders and detected a great change in the world. To Zelda it was as if someone had taken a well of evil and then over-filled it.
This was not right.
The Hiro held the Lady in his arms a moment long, she seemingly drifting off into thought after she thanked him. A moment more and he helped her down into fresh snow.
“You must command great power to tame a dragon.”
His mind as he spoke drifted to Maron, was she safe? Was she unharmed? He prayed in his heart to Hylia that she was whole and healthy.
Meanwhile at Castle Daku, Maron was fast asleep in a warm bed with a hearth crackling, Phaedra looking at her with an expression of regret.