Oh, how delicious was her shame, her shame and the realization that she was as a trapped animal. Zelda was the mouse in the talons of the the wily tomcat, but she would not perish like a rodent, oh no, he had plans for her. She would not live in exile, no, that would leave a dangerous, loose end; she would have to stay here, in the cage gilded by the trappings of royalty.
“Hyrule is mine now, as it should have been, all those years ago, when I was a dithering idiot, who squandered his powers on ridiculous ploys.” A grin lifted the edge of Vaati’s pale lips as he easily strode past her, now, his eyes were on something else. The throne. Once seated upon it were the Kings, Queens, Princes and Princesses of old, but now, it would have a new owner.
“As the new Ruler of this pathetic Realm, I’m also going to need a Royal Pet…” The Mage’s fangs flashed as he settled back in the seat. “Alas, the only one here of Royal Blood happens to be you, Dear Zelda. You will be mine to do with as I please. Am I understood?”
Upon the subject of the former Monarch’s people, he seemed to take a very keen interest in his nails in a gesture of utmost boredom. “They will not be punished, they’re innocent of any crime towards me, and I do consider myself to be fair, after all. But they will know who their new King is, before the day is out. Your guards, however, are going to be out of their jobs; Hylians are such unreliable creatures, aren’t they?”
“Don’t worry, my army will be more than able to protect my Kingdom. Nobody in their right mind would tangle with Moblins, Darknuts, or Wizzrobes… Or any of my beasts, really. Now, aren’t you going to thank me for my generosity?”
The words were obviously forced, her tone vicious and overflowing with hatred for the one who had stolen her throne from her. Zelda’s hands were clenched into fists at her sides, her shoulders tense and eyes darkened with a fury that was quite unbefit the ‘perfect princess’ her people thought her to be. She had no desire stronger at this moment than to physically pull the arrogant mage from her throne and give him a swift kick out of the castle doors-
Despite the rage within her demanding she fight, she was still rational. She knew it would be foolish to attack him, knew that he was more powerful than her and her peoples lives were at stake if she should anger him. She would allow him the throne, for now, but she would die before she truly broke and allowed him to completely control her life and her Kingdom. She would rescue her Hyrule, Vaati had said Hylians were unreliable, briefly hope flared in her chest that her Sheikah would still be under her command.
For now she would wait. She would attempt patience for lashing out in violent anger would only cause more harm than good. She needed to plan, to gather her resources and discover his weaknesses; this fool had better enjoy his little game while he was still Hyrule’s ‘King’ for once Zelda regained control he would not be shown mercy. “... I am not a pet.” One thing she was allowing herself to fight against for the moment, only one thing she refused to allow to pass without her first fighting about it.
Her pride was too great to be a pet to anyone, least of all to this vile thing. His words caused cold shivers to crawl across her skin, as they finally settled within her mind she began to realize just what he could have meant by them. ‘To do with as he pleased’? No. She was not a pet, she was not some harlot to be cast aside after the night was over- she was a princess, a Hylian Princess at that and she would not allow herself to be placed into such a demeaning role. “I will never be your pet.”
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