>>6138348>>6138422>>6138795“Let’s see the king, I’m tired of skulking in a princess’s bedroom.”
Wrapping the Fused Shadow in a cloth, Zant and Impa exit Midna’s bedroom and begin making your way through the halls of the palace. Zant hums a tune to himself and positively skips as the two arrive at a door being flanked by two guards. They cross their oddly forked spears and block the way forward, but hesitate in shock as they catch sight of Impa.
“Let us through,” Zant orders in a commanding voice “We have evidence of a heinous crime the King must be informed of.”
The two guards stare dumbfounded at Impa for a moment before having a quick, hushed conversation at the end of which a guard says “One moment, I’ll see if the king is available.” Before darting inside.
The wait isn’t long, soon after he disappears, the guard reappears and motions for Zant and Impa to come inside. The room is similar in design to Midna’s, but with slightly more opulence and glowing cerulean sigils. As they enter from one door, another one on the far side of the room opens and admits the man Impa had seen before, chiding Midna.
The king takes one look at Impa and halts eyes growing wide and his face muscles tightening. “Zant what have you done!” The king nearly shouts.
“I-It was not I who did this your majesty” Zant stumbles struck hard by the king’s fury. “It was your daughter, I found this light worlder captive inside her room, along with this.” He says with a flourish, removing the cloth and showing off the fused shadow.
Shock overrides all the building anger in the king’s face and as Impa watches, the already older king seems to age significantly his face gains more folds and he seems to shrink in on himself.
“I don’t think I need to tell you what this implies your majesty.” Zant gloats, building steam “Your daughter, heir apparent and darling of the high council, A breaker of the greatest taboos. What will people think. Can someone such as her continue to be the heir to such a lawful and noble kingdom? I think not. This calls for a reevaluation of heir, Midna is no long fit to rule this kingdom. I Zant the revealer of this heinous crime should be-“
“Shut up Zant.” The kings tone is cold, low, and dangerous. I know what this means, far better than you do. It means you sneaky little thief. It means that you trespassed in my daughter’s room, rifled through her belongings, and now with no witness but yourself claimed to have found this damning evidence.” Zant shrinks back all his bravado gone. “I should have your lying tongue cut out and your thieving hands removed.”
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