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Twisted wonderland mafia au? (Good luck while running away from mafia)

Introduction or something like that

Part 0.5

Notes: If you liked it let me knew. I maybe do this an au.

Warnings: gn reader , be aware of my bad English, not really mentioned yandere traits

You looked at the time, you could only catch up with all of them if you started now. You were supposed to notify seven executives for the monthly meeting that evening.

Night Raven organization, also known as Night Raven mafia, one of the biggest organizations of the underground led by seven executives and boss Crowley. The organization was divided into seven divisions. Each department was managed by their own directors.

Heartslabyul

As you said, the Night Raven organization had seven divisions and directors. The first of these was the Heartslabyul division, which was responsible for the torture and the organization of the mafia . The head of this department was one of the executives , Riddle Rosehearts.

Riddle was a perfect fit for management. Strict, harsh, cruel. He showed no mercy towards those who broke the rules and traitors' heads.

Trey Clover is Riddle's right-hand man, his most trusted man. He was loved by all for his calm fatherly demeanor. No one who saw him walking down the street would believe that he was in the mafia, especially in the torture division Heartslabyul.

Cater Diamond was an entertaining type with his cheerful and fun personality. Although taking pictures and listening to music were among his hobbies, torturing traitors was the activity that amused him the most.

Ace Trappola is rookie of the year. He was a newcomer to the mafia. Even though he was 'good' at his job (the sadistic guy just likes to torture people so he's good at his job), this kid was really good at getting in trouble and getting others in trouble too. You don't remember how many times you rescued him from Riddle.

Deuce Spade rookie 2 . He joined the mafia at the same time as Ace . How come you didn't understand this kid in the mafia especially the torture division heartslabbyul?! He wasn’t really well versed in his business, but the boy really had a great respect for Riddle and Trey.

You knocked on the open door. Ignoring the tied mens staring at you with pity-eyed eyes on the ground, “Sorry for interrupting . I didn’t thought you would be in the middle of your work. Is Riddle-san here?" . “Oh Y/n-chan what a pleasant surprise. Sorry, I'm a little dirty,” Cater said with a smile. His white shirt was visibly soiled with the blood of those mens. "These?" ' you asked, pointing at the mens with your eyes. “They're not people to worry too much about. Just a few traitors, that's all." ' Trey said, appearing behind you.

"You're looking for Riddle, right? Those rookies, Ace and Deuce, seem to be in trouble again. They're in his office with Riddle right now. They are waiting to be saved by a savior angel.”

You laughed at what Trey said, but you should meet the other executives. “I'm sorry, but I don't think I can save them this time. I need to talk to other executives as well.”

"I see, it's for the monthly meeting, right?"

"Yes. I think Riddle has already prepared all the paperwork for the meeting.”

“You know him very well.”

“The meeting is in the main headquarters meeting room at 8 pm . I texted him but you remind him anyway. Then goodbye.”

Savanaclaw

The second division was Savanaclaw, which fought the power of the mafia and other organizations when necessary.

Leona Kingscholar is one of seven executives and head of this department. Usually he slept somewhere, unless he had any duties. His right-hand man, Ruggie, often took care of the documents he needed to deal with as a executive . You were one of the few people who knew how cunning Leona was, even though he was the power of the mafia, you knew very well how he analyzed his enemy and planned strategies before the battles.

Ruggie Bucci , Leona's right-hand man. Despite his weak appearance compared to the other members of Savanaclaw, he is respected by the members. He would take care of the department more than Leona. In wars, he usually stayed in the back line and took care of post-war cleaning. He was more concerned with the documents Leona had to deal with.

Jack Howl is a rookie who just joined Savanaclaw. With his strong build, he quickly adapted to Savanaclaw. Despite his stern appearance, Jack was very polite. Because of his character, Jack was among the people you couldn't understand why he joined the mafia. What was someone like him, who was boiling with a sense of justice, doing in the mafia?

The phone was busy for the tenth time. But you knew him, after a while he was going to get angry and answer, and he finally answered your call.

“Hi Leona-san this is Y/n speaking. How are you sir."

“Damn! What do you want, herbivore!” Leona shouted. There were shouts and gunfire from behind. Looks like he was in a fight again.

“Excuse me for bothering you in the middle of your work, but I was supposed to inform you that you have to come to the main headquarters meeting room at 8 pm for the monthly meeting. The boss wants all seven of the seven executives.”

No response, just shouting.

“Leona-san?”

“Y/n-shii this is Ruggie. Leona-san is busy right now but he heard you. Don't worry, I'll bring him to the meeting. But in return for this favor buy me a meal.”

“Thank you Ruggie-san. I’m counting on you ."

Octavinelle

The third division was Octavinelle, which controlled the money flow of the mafia . At the head of this department was Azul Ashengrotto, one of the seven managers.

Azul Ashengrotto was the type of person who could bargain with the devil with his quick wit. In addition to being a well-known businessman in the business world, he was also a well-known casino owner in the underground world. Usually, those in financial difficulties would be deceived by his smile and beggar and borrow money from him and then become his slaves because they could not pay the debt.

Jade and Floyd Leech are twins who Azul trusts more than anyone else, often doing the dirty work. They had jobs such as finding those who did not pay their debts and threatening them. Floyd was the emotional, active of the twins. He liked to play with things that caught his attention. His twin, Jade, was the same as his brother , both in appearance and character. The only difference was that unlike Floyd, Jade was calmer.

You opened the door and entered the stylish bar. Although it was noon, the bar, which was always crowded with customers, was empty.

“Oh the shrimpy has arrived~” Floyd jumped at you.

“Hello Y/n, how can we help you at the Mounstro Lounge?” Jade greeted.

“Hi Jade and Floyd. I came to see Azul-san. Are they here?"

“Ah Azul is currently meeting with an important client. Would you like something to drink while you wait?" Jade handed the menu.

"No thanks. If it's going to take a long time, I'll go. I was going to tell him to be in the main headquarters meeting room at 8 pm for the monthly meeting.”

“I thought you came because you needed money.” said a familiar voice.

“Azul-san,” you greeted Azul.

"You're done early," said Jade.

“Then, as I said, please come to the meeting tonight, Azul-san.” You got up.

“Eh~ shrimpy are you leaving already?” Floyd whined.

“I have a lot of work to do so I have to go.”

“See you then Y/n. Remember, whenever you need money, come.” said Azul.

“I don't think such a day will come. Even if I need money, Azul-san is the last person I would borrow money from.” You said and left.

Scarabia

The fourth division Scarabia was concerned with the external relations of the mafia with other organizations, high-ranking persons, etc. The head of this department was Kalim Al-Asim from the famous Al-Asim family.

Kalim Al-Asim, the cheerful head of the Scarabia department. Unlike other executives , Kalim was a kind, naive, sweet person. He treated his subordinates more like a friend than a manager. Sometimes you would forget that he was the executive of one of the most dangerous underground organizations. Apart from looking so naive, Kalim was pretty good at his job. His attitude towards people made many people like him, even though Jamil was the one who handling matters such as politics etc.

Jamil Viper is the director behind the shadows and Kalim's 'best friend'. He was the complete opposite of Kalim with his quiet, calm and cunning personality. Although Kalim got along well with people, Jamil usually made the deals. Jamil was the one mostly (almost entirely) take care of the department. Many people even call him the real director or the executive in the shadows for this reason.

“Some coffee?” You handed the man with his head buried in the documents a cup of coffee.

"It'll be fine," said the man with tired eyes.

“Looks like Kalim has left most of the work to you again, Jamil.”

"Why did you come ? Or is there another task or something? I swear, if the number of documents I have to deal with increases, I will throw myself from the highest floor of this building.”

You chuckled at his words.

“All executives should be in the main headquarters meeting room at 8 pm this evening for the monthly meeting.”

“Monthly meeting… Yes, I remember. Out of all the work, I forgot for a second. Okay, don't worry, I'll inform Kalim about the meeting."

"Okay then I'm leaving. Don’t work too much, it’s not good for your health ."

“If you don't want me to get too tired, you can do these things for me Y/n.”

“Sorry, next time, bye” you waved your hand from behind the door.

Pomefiore

Fifth division , the mafia’s assassin department Pomefiore. This department consisted of specially trained assassins who committed the perfect murder without leaving any evidence. At the head of the department was Vil Schoenheit ,one of the most famous assassins of the underworld and also one of the seven executives.

Vil Schoenheit , the best assassin of the underworld. Because he kills his targets with poison, he is nicknamed as the Poison Apple. He is known as a tough and strict person as a executive. He wants his subordinates to show their best. He dislikes being told about the Rival mafia’s assassin as well as his ex-partner Neige LeBlanche from whom he used to be trained by the same teacher.

Rook Hunt Vil's right-hand man, nicknamed Hunter. A lunatic who says death is when people are most beautiful. Unlike Vil, he likes to play with his prey. He talks endlessly about how sweet the way his prey escapes him seems to him.

Epel Felmier Pomifiore's rookie. The poor boy had only wanted to join Savanaclaw, but Vil had taken him in, claiming he saw potential. Unlike the other members of Pormifiore, Epel was a noisy, uncontrollable person. That's why you still didn't understand what kind of potential Vil saw in him.

“Oh Y/n welcome, I didn't expect to see you.” ' Rook called out. He and Epel were outside for target practice.

“Yes, I came to meet with Vil-san. Is he in his room?"

“Oh yes, he just got back from his Duty. Right now he’s probably busy with his skincare routine."

"I understand. What are you doing ?" you asked.

"Oh, I took little Epel with me on my last mission, but he's still not good at using weapons, so we were practicing target practice with him."

“How many times have I said I don't want to be a Pomefiore assassin. Let me go to Savanaclaw." whined Epel.

This rug of his made you laugh.

“If Vil-san sees potential in you, there must be something in you. I have to go now, I have to meet with Vil-san.”

You knocked on the door, when the answer came, you entered. Vil was lying on the bed with a clay mask on his face, filing his nails. When you entered, he stopped and looked at you.

"You look wonderful as always, sir." You greeted him.

“And You look awful as always, Potato. Why did you come ?"

You smiled.

“Please come to the main headquarters meeting room for the Monthly meeting tonight at 8 pm. The boss wants all executives to be there.”

“Agh! Was it today. OK, is there anything else I should know ?"

“No, sir. Then with your permission"

As you were about to leave, you stopped at Vil's call.

“Potato, I will be free this week. I need to take care of your situation. You really have to take care of yourself a little bit.”

“Thank you for your thoughtful consideration. I will contact you when I am free.”

Ignihyde

The sixth department was Ignihyde, this department was the source of information for the mafia as well as producing state-of-the-art weapons and vehicles with great engineers. At the head of the department was Idia Shroud, one of the seven executives.

Idia Shroud , the mysterious director of the Ignihyde department even his subordinates in his department almost never saw his face . Although he was known as a genius, the nerdy genius Idia would never leave his room (aside from the urging of his brother and you) and would work all day with new weapons or stuff . He would even forgot his daily basis so you had to call him every day to remind him.

You suddenly opened the door, only computer light illuminating the dark room. You entered the room, ignoring the owner.

“Ahh Y/n-shii stop!” ' the blue-haired man pleaded.

You opened the curtains.

“Agh sunshine!”

“You are overreacting , you played video games all night again. Your eyes are purple from lack of sleep. You haven't even eaten. What am I going to do with you, Idia-san.”

Idia averted his eyes like a child scolded by their mother.

“I made you dinner. Don't forget to eat it or I’ll be really pissed off . If I didn't had any work , I'd stay and feed you with my own hands, but - whatever. Come to the main headquarters meeting room at 8 pm this evening. For the monthly meeting, the boss wants all the executives.”

“Do I have to come? Can I talk through the tablet? I can right? “

You raised one of your eyebrows as meaning to say was it even a question . Upon your gaze, Idia clung to your leg and began to whine.

“Y/n-shii please I don’t want to come. You can't leave me alone in the same room with those horrible mens."

You ran your hands through your hair.

“Idia-san please let go of my leg. I still have a lot of work to get done. Have your dinner and come to the meeting tonight. Then with your permission-”

“I don't allow it!”

“I said it because of politeness.” You finally saved your leg and left.

Diasomnia

Finally, Diasomnia, even you didn't know what this department was in charge of. All you knew was that only the most talented, powerful people could get in. In other words, it could be called the special department of the mafia.

Malleus Draconia is the heir to the famous Draconia family and also the head of Diasomnia, one of the seven executives of the Night Raven mafia. Even though you were friends with him, you didn't know much about him. He was just a mysterious and kind man.

Lilia Vanrogue is a jovial, playful Diasomnia member. He may be the mafia member with the most gossip about him. According to some rumors, he was a former government agent, according to others he was a former mercenary who fought on the battlefields but who knows what was real ,only God knew.

Silver was a mysterious type like the other Diansomnia members, not much was known about him. He was a quiet man, spending most of his time sleeping. On rare occasions you've seen him train with Sebek or Lilia. He was a really great fighter.

Sebek Zigvolt a Diasomnia member who is the complete opposite of Silver. Although he was often with Silver, he was the complete opposite of him. Every time he saw him he was baffled by Silver that he should be a suitable subordinate to Malleus.

“Hello Y/n.” You reflexively drew your gun at the sudden sound you heard.

“Oh your reflexes are pretty good.” Seeing that the voice was owned by Lilia, a member of Diasomnia with short black-purple hair, you relaxed and put your gun down.

“Lilia-san you scared me.”

“Oh really ,” Lilia chuckled.

"If you're looking for Malleus, he's having tea in his study."

"Thank you sir."

Malleus told you to enter before you even knocked on the door. When you walked in, you saw Malleus drinking tea by the window. While drinking tea he was watching Sebek and Silver, who were training outside.

“Malleus-san , good day sir.” You greeted him.

“Good day to you too Y/n.” said Malleus gently.

“I'm disturbing you, but I came to inform you that the monthly meeting will be in the main headquarters meeting room at 8 pm this evening. The boss wants all seven executives to be there.”

“I know Y/n. Would you like to join me while drinking tea? There are also cookies you like.”

As expected of Malleus Draconia, he already knew everything.

“I am sorry sir but I must decline your invitation. But I'll be happy to have tea with you another time."

Malleus smiled. "I understand"

“Then with your permission, sir” and you left.

Everything was ok. The documents were lined up in order, the food and drinks that each executive liked were prepared. One hour left until the meeting. You took a deep breath as you got everything done on time.

“Good job again as always Y/n.”

“Crewel-sensei!”

Divus Crewel , a former mafia executive. He had quit running a long time ago, but was still training newcomers to the mafia. He used to be your teacher.

"I heard you're leaving the mafia."

Your eyes got huge with what he said.

"Sensei-"

“Don't worry no one knows but me, but I don't think it will take them long to find out huh. “

“You are right sir,” you said shamefaced.

“Before you came, these seven brats were always arguing. Not a single day in the mafia would go smoothly, but after you came, at least the departmental fights within the mafia were over. “

You were silent, not knowing what to say.

“Y/n you have to be very careful ,those seven are not the ones who will just accept the fact you’re leaving the mafia. The more you run, the more they will find you. You know right ? They're not the seven executives of Night Raven for nothing."

"Yes sir."

“Then there is nothing to do. I hope you live a peaceful life after the mafia.”

“Thanks sensei”

The Queen of the King 2/15

Ganondorf/Reader

Once every one hundred years, a King is born to the Gerudo, and this king is required to find a Queen of a different race.

In order for this stubborn king to find a bride worthy of his ambitions, he comes to Hyrule, under the guise of renewing the treaty between the two lands. Unfortunately for you, he quickly finds the one woman for whom he is eager to wage a war over.

Previous --- Next

The days passed far too quickly.

Zelda was sent off to visit her Zora friends almost immediately, leaving her with no time to prepare anything. And you were finding that perhaps the King had a point in sending Zelda away. With so many details that could go wrong, this visit might get the better of you.

You spent too many hours in the library, attempting to find any clues to provide the perfect stay for the Gerudo envoy and their elusive king. But with Hylian’s long-standing tradition of looking down on the Gerudo meant that there was little actual evidence of their traditions and ways, and it left you winded trying to figure it out.

With few other choices, you opened your wallet and began networking with servants, searching for any Gerudo women in the walls of the castle. This proved to be mildly more successful. You managed to find a single old grandmother who lived with her five granddaughters, who were awed and quite happy to be invited to afternoon tea.

Your careful preparation of confections and sandwiches loosened their lips plenty, and they regaled you with many tales of the Gerudo and their desert, almost verging on the fantastical.

While skeptical of their advice, you had little choice but to decorate and prepare as best you could, and hoped that you didn’t mix up the similar red hue for the solstice celebrations with the one used for when a young girl blooms into a woman. They were very, very difficult to tell apart in certain lights.

And with little less than half a day you knew that you and many servants would not be sleeping tonight. And in the end, you were forced to beg permission to use some of the knights to help in the preparations, much to the amusement of the chief guard captain who relentlessly teased you at any opportunity.

You chose a beautiful group of rooms in the guest wing in the castle for their visit, One close enough to your rooms that you could come at a moment’s notice, with plenty of windows and sunlight. With views out toward the lake you figured they’d probably be awed by the sheer amount of water. Or something like that.

You purchased the most vibrant dyed fabrics from the market vendors and draped the rooms as best as possible, hoping to somewhat mimic the look of the old Gerudos home.

Not to be outdone, also arranged for the king to wear his most ornate jewels and outfits since he’d have to compete with the Gerudo’s rather ostentatious gear.

And that wasn’t even half the work.

Food was going to be an issue that you would need special care, and thankfully due to trade documents, you got a reasonably decent idea of what you could serve for meals.

Though most of the castle was sure to grumble about expense and taste, you instructed the cook to serve spicy food, plenty of game, and many vegetables. For dessert, you had a litany of Hylia's most decadent fruits, including a rare commodity; cake, made from real sugar cane.

As much as you’d like to think that you hardly aspire to fill your days with pointless tasks, you can’t help wondering how nice it is to have a place and a task. You had always strived to be indispensable to the king, to the point where he didn’t want you to leave.

With less than ten minutes left until the envoy arrived you finally presented yourself before the king.

“The castle is ready, my lord.” You said grandly, bowing deeply.

“Ah, always leaving things till the last moment, my dear niece.” He smiled, jovially, eyes bright and with none of the dark circles you sported under your own eyes.

You refrained from speaking your mind or swearing an oath of violence upon him. Instead, you merely smiled and stood as he gave you leave to stand behind him.

Then the throne room doors opened, and the Gerudo women entered.

The first thing you noticed was their fiery red hair, braided and rolled into intricate designs on their heads. Tall, long-limbed, and impossibly graceful, the delegation was all you had imagined.

The next thing you noticed is there was no King among them.

It was not uncommon for a forward delegation to announce the arrival of a king, but it was not the custom of the Gerudo.

Which meant, somewhere in Hyrule, there was a Gerudo man not being watched by the King's guards.

You glance at your uncle, who has also made this observation, along with the rest of the court. But dignity made him unable and unwilling to acknowledge this oversight.

The presenter cleared his throat and stepped forward. You could see the sweat on his forehead, indicating he was very concerned about introducing the foreign names.

The butchery that would have been done of the names was one of legend, one familiar to all those with unfortunately difficult or foreign names, and normally would be gossip.

Except the speaker was cut off, and the tallest woman stepped forward, hand out.

“I Nabooru, the second chieftain of the Gerudo do present myself before you, O King of Hyrule. I come bringing offerings of peace and friendship.” You can’t help but be entranced by her accent, something so unfamiliar and delightful to your ears. To be honest as much as you were dreading this visit, you were rather enthralled with these Gerudo women and their woman-led culture.

It takes you a moment to snap out of your daze, but thankfully, most of the court had also fallen under the Gerudo spell.

It gave time for two of the women behind Nabooru to come to the front, effortlessly carrying a large traveling trunk, thick with iron between them. They set them before the King’s Dias, preparing to open it with thick keys that jangled from their belts.

The king himself leaned forward in anticipation.

The court fell silent as they revealed the inner contents. The gasp deep in your chest threatens to escape you, and you pull it back. But you are unable to control how wide your eyes open, and the way your mouth drops open.

Hundred of sharp, vibrant, jewels. Each cut with the mesmerizing expertise that only the Gerudo knew.

You glance to the king and see he no longer looks quite as regal and controlled as he should, greed clear in his eyes.

Turning back, you compose yourself, and rather cynically can’t help think the Gerudo have rather overprepared for a treaty that was somewhat expected.

Nabooru leaned down, picking up a large ruby, and showcasing it. She offered it to the King, and with a nod, the Chief Royal Guard took the jewel to him.

“These are just a taste of the gifts we are here to offer in our treaty. And when Lord Ganondorf shall arrive he shall bring more!” She declared as the King took the piece and watched it sparkle in the morning light.

You could see the mouths in the court begin to water.

“Welcome!” The King boomed. “We are glad to accept such generous tidings and have prepared for you the utmost of luxuries for your visit. Though, your fine crafts may see us lacking.” His gleeful voice hardly conceals his merriment, and to your wariness, you can see the Gerudo women glace between each other, as if they already had the upper hand.

Though you’d be hard-pressed to find a reason to deny it.

“I doubt that sir,” Nabooru said, and you admire the careful way she’s managing the meeting, and the strong hand she had arrived with. “That jewel is simply a way to convince you to forgive us for arriving so abruptly, and since our King is late. Our King has been so taken by your green fields and blue lakes that he wished to take extra time and admire the area. This is his first time visiting your marvelous kingdom.”

The King looked mildly placated.

“Of course, it is no problem. My daughter has taken to wandering the lands for such a purpose.”

“We have heard many tales of the young princess Zelda and her gifts of prophecy,” Nabooru said. “Is this she, the beauty behind you?”

You realize that she is referring to you, and can’t help being offended and flattered. Offended that she could take you for a kid (you aren’t that short), and flattered that such foreign beauties would consider you to be a beauty.

Your uncle laughs.

“No, no, this is my niece. Princess Zelda is currently on a diplomatic mission elsewhere. I have no other heir to offer as a host, and I hope not to insult you by offering my lovely niece in her place to ensure your stay is pleasant.” If you hadn’t been drilled with court etiquette, you might have kicked a pot at the king. You held your chin forward, eyes down, bowing as she nodded to accept you.

Nabooru seemed to be unworried about the change in plans. “We are more than honored to be under the care of your moon princess.”

You blinked at the title they gave you, immediately breaking your deep bow in sheer bewilderment to look up.

Your uncle glanced over, apparently just as confused.

“Moon princess?” He asked, looking back at you, causing you to tilt your head in confusion.

Nabooru nodded, smiling widely in your direction. You blinked in confusion at the new title, a bit irritated.

“Her hair shines like the moon and her eyes sparkle like stars in the desert sky. We have long awaited a woman of such a description.” Nabooru declared. It was impossible to hide from the staring now. You knew that the Chief of Guards would be conveniently near your door tonight, whispering praises of your hair and eyes. You were getting far too much attention, and the others in the court would never let you live such a name down.

The entire court was looking between you, the king, and the Gerudo faction with bated breath. After all, you had declared prophecy to be a thing you adhered to.

You did not look at the Gerudo women, feigning a bashful embarrassment, keeping an eye on the court to know just what the rest thought of this pronouncement. The prognosis was not in your favor.

“The Gerudo have prophecies concerning this?” The king said, and you swore he sounded almost excited.

“Indeed.” Nabooru chimed. “It is one of our prophecies that Hyrule shall offer its moon to watch over the Gerudo, and strengthen our bonds of friendship.”

Even you, with all your refinement, were finding it hard to keep a straight face. You knew that you must be white as snow, if not almost purple from holding your tongue.

Just what were the Gerudo inferring?

“Well then, who am I to disregard such a thing?” You uncle-king said pleasantly. “Our little moon princess shall ensure you a seamless stay, and I shall accept the Gerudo King when he arrives.”

You do your best not to cringe.

“Excellent, your majesty,” Nabooru said, clearly very pleased. “King Ganondorf shall arrive before you shortly.”

--X--

“Of course, my lord, I’m happy to lend a bit of gossip to anyone with such wares!” Kilton said happily, rubbing his short white beard as he examined the monster fangs in his hand. “My Lord, how did you manage to acquire such fine Molduga tusks?”

Ganondorf kept his hood low, though he knew in the darkness few would be able to make him out anyhow.

“Do you think the Gerudo King lacks in battle prowess? I tore them from his mouth myself. Now merchant, tell me what I wish to know.” The merchant placed the items to his side, moving to fold his hands together.

“Of course, my lord. It’s just a wonder that the price of these wonderful items is mere common gossip. Now, let's see...” He pulled out his books. “There are several noblewomen who fit the description of your request-“

He began listing them, and their family, but stopped as the Gerudo King raised his hand.

“I do not seek a noblewoman to dance pretty for me. I am looking for a capable warrior and only happens to have been born where women aren’t given swords. I need the leader among these nobles, someone who leads the rabble. The wolf.”

“The wolf of society?” Kilton said quietly. “Or the rose?”

“The one above all others.” He said, not delineating the difference.

For a moment there was silence between the two, as Kilton stroked the tusk. He considered his options, and if what he was about to say could be linked back to him. He glanced at the tall Gerudo, weighing his options and coming to a decision.

Finally, he spoke.

“Three summers ago there was a terrible plague that consumed many of Hyrule wheat fields. Normally many would have suffered greatly and died but the King placed a woman in charge of the problem, much to the anger of his ministers.”

“A woman?” Ganondorf inquired, “It is unusual for Hylian women to be given such tasks.”

“Yes, indeed. It is out of custom, but the princess is known for her proficiency in such problems. She opened the warehouses, delegated supplies, and went out to the fields and discovered the problem was a beetle infestation.”

“A princess… who has capabilities beyond a learned advisor?” Ganondorf replied, stroking his beard. “The Hylian’s Ruler’s daughter?”

“No, my lord. She is his niece, gifted with the title after her noble parents passed away. She was taught by her scholar father, and the people love her, but the nobility does not. To them, she is a usurper, power-hungry and vicious. The ministers call her a cold-footed wolf lying in wait to use the princess for her own ends.”

“A wolf?” Ganondorf said, sounding as if he was savoring the description.

“Exactly so. A very small one, if I may add.” He said with a wry grin. “She is little but mighty. I am wary of running afoul of her temper.”

Ganondorf grinned wildly, folding his arms.

“And the Hylian King. Is he attached to such a mind?” He queried. “Or is he a fool who can only see potential when it comes in the form of a male?”

“The king extends his grace as far as she is useful.” Kilton said, strangely honest, “But, my lord, I have a tale of a prophecy that may interest you, of course, to ensure this business stays between us, and you find this meeting worth further business between us.”

“Oh?” Ganondorf said, folding his arms again, amused as he measured the strange small man before him. Kilton bowed, giving a large flourish as he did so.

“Several years ago, at hey coming of age, the princess said she received a prophecy-“

Ganondorf 🥰

Im simping for Ganondorf right now. 🛐

“Secret Weapon” 2023 Hydrated Ganondorf! I’m so happy that he’s canon!