You are mine

Chapter 5
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“What is the meaning of this?!” Ganondorf roared as he watched Link take his place in line.

“There is no meaning. I just fulfilled your request my lord.” Nabooru bowed respectfully.

“Explain to me why there is a man in my line of brides?!” he nearly shouted as he roughly dragged Nabooru over to her son almost breaking her arm.

“He is my child.” Nabooru said with pride.

“He can’t be. He’s male!”

“I never said I had a daughter. If you had looked carefully at the breeding report you would have noticed I never defined my child’s sex.” Nabooru bit the inside of her cheek to stop herself from yell out as the slap she received brought her to her knees.

“You traitorous wench!” Ganondorf raised his hand to deliver another blow when he felt his hand be pulled back my calloused, yet oddly smooth hands.

“Please do not blame my mother. For when the only thing she did was see the potential in an abandon child and decided to raise and care for said child as her son.”

Ganondorf was speechless. Who knew hair could turn into liquid gold when the hit it.

“It’s true.” Someone called out. “He’s the best infiltrator that we’ve ever had.” Others murmured in agreement.

“The best.” Ganondorf growled as he started to circle the kneeling golden form in front of him. he roughly grab the kneeling male by his hair and pulled him back so harshly that he could actually feel the boy’s hair being ripped from his scalp. “The best wouldn’t kneel and beg.”

“He would when he’s lord and master stood in front of him.” Link said with pleading eyes. Staring at the older mans chest plate to afraid to look the man in his eyes. Any show of defiance and this man wouldn’t hesitate to kill his mother or his sisters. It was better to play the submissive then risk the one’s he loved.

‘Those eyes.’ Ganondorf was mesmerized. They were the shade of the far away sea. And that power he had been into much shock to fully register it before but now he was over whelmed by it and not only by the boy magical power but also by the fiscal. He was sleek and muscular and they way he had carried himself proved that he was a master warrior. Also his golden skin was in no way comparable to the leathery hides of his kind. He was angry that he had had this little jewel nestled away in his dessert with out his knowledge. “Lord and master hmm… are you proclaiming yourself as my bitch?”

With out batting an eye lash and praying his act would fool the man in front of him he closed his eyes and let his body go limp in an offer of complete submissiveness. He swallowed his pride. “I am my master bitch.” He heard the bastard laugh above him and he wish he could rip out his throat.

“What a submissive bitch.” Ganondorf laughed. And drop link into the dirt.
“You should be proud Nabooru. Your son learned his place, were apparently did not.” Ganondorf walked back to his makeshift throne he’s cape sweeping around him as he did. “In light of the new situation I can not make my decision as of yet. So I will stay and observe all of your behaviors and in a week I will choose my bride. You are all dismissed.” Everyone bowed and left leaving the dark prince to his thoughts.

Nabooru quickly hurried along side her son. “How dare you act in such a repulsive way!” she hissed at him. “If it wouldn’t cause us more trouble I would slap you. To think a child of mine would be submissive to him. And you allowed him to call you his bitch! You dear child are-”

“As furious and ashamed of myself as you are with me. But Mother what could I do? I’ve heard the horror stories of that man and once he found out that I was a man he would have demand blood and not only my own. I had a choice to make to either lose my pride or lose my love ones. I chose my pride.” Link said as he fought angry tears.

“I see. Well he wants to observe us in our environment. I guess you should start with your chores.”

Link nodded as he started to hurry away he heard his mother gently call out to him. “Happy birthday my son.”

*****


Ganondorf paced in his personal chambers a thousand thoughts twisting in his mind.
“You should kill the boy.” Kotake seethe as she paced from above on her broom.

“I think we should keep him.” Koume purred as she lounged on the pillowed on the floor. “He’s strong, powerful, smooth-”

“That is why we should get rid of him! He’s a threat!”

“Or an advantage.”

Both of them stop there pacing to stare at the ice witch.

“How could you think that?!” Kotake roared. “That boy will be our-”

“Will be our path to success. Think about it. He’s strong and skilled not to mention beautiful. He could be-”

“Our way to and early grave.” Kotake hissed “He could-”

“Let’s see how this week turns out.” Ganondorf said putting an end to the
sister bickering. “If the bitch is worthy we’ll keep him.”

“But-”

“My Decision is final. Now leave me.”

“Yes our lord.” The both said as they bowed out.

‘Hmmm I won’t what the bitch’s name is?’ Ganondorf though as he pictured the beautiful blond on his knees, bruise and bloody begging for mercy.



Link panted as he helped carry water into the main dorm sighed in frustration for the hundredth time. The stupid veil was more trouble then it was worth. It kept sticking onto his face annoying the hell out of him. But it couldn’t be helped when a woman came of age she was to wear a veil at all times. Even when she slept which meant he would have to wear it then to.

He sighed in frustration yet again. How the hell did his sister wear these infernal things? As he drop his barrel next to the dorms door.

“That seemed heavy. Why didn’t you just cart it to the bull the others are using?”

Link immediately lowered his eyes to the floor. “The poor beast had enough to carry.”

“I see.” Ganondorf said as she slowly circled the sweating boy. Admiring the tight stretch of gold skin over well developed muscles. The only way it could look better would be if those muscles were tightening in the throws of passion.

“My lord I need to go bathe before dinner. Please excuse me.” Link said bowing down he hurried away. They way that man looked at him had reminded him how a wolf looked before it claimed it prey.

Link turned to close the door and found a shiny black boot in the way. He stood back as he watched the tall dark man step inside.

“My lord do you need something?”

“No.” Ganondorf said as he roamed around the room picking up a pictograph of Nabooru and Nane.

“My lord I’m about to bathe.”

“So you told me before but yet you keep me in suspense.”

“My lord-”

“No one is stopping you. Proceed.” Ganondorf said chuckling. The bitch was
also a shy rabbit.

Link felt his blood boiling as he undress in front of the demon massacring as a man. He had never felt so violated in his life.


******

And that’s how the following week went. The damn beast flowed him every where it was like he had grown another shadow. He even had Link set up his makeshift thrown inside of his quarter so he could actually keep an eye on the blond teen as he slept!

On the morning of the seventh day Link nerves were already standing on end. He didn’t know who much more he could take of that disgust man. Feeding him, bathing him and for that last three nights he officially become the bigger mans teddy bear. Thankfully this morning the bastard decided to do some round around the desert.

Link sighed in frustration he sat alone in the far corner on the mess hall grateful for the small brake. The damn bastard has stretched his nerve to the breaking point. He just didn’t know how more he could take.

“I guess the hounds are finally allowed to be around the bitch.” Harere called out in spite.

Link took another sip of the cool calming tea Nane had for him. It wasn’t working.

“I guess since you master isn’t here there no one you can go to, and beg like the bitch you are.”

No saw the dagger fly across the room. But they all gasped in shock. As they stare at Harere was pinned to the wall by her long braid. The dagger deadly close to her neck.

“Listen to me you wench.” Link hissed at her. “I’m no ones bitch. And I don’t beg anyone. I don’t go to him he comes to me. What kind of vicious snake are that you have to hurt and humiliate another’s like that?” link ask angrily then sneered. “Or are you just jealous that that he didn’t accept your form of appreciation like every man that happens to glance at you.” Link purred as he pulled out his dagger.

“You bastard.” She cried as she lunged at him. Only to have him turn gracefully and twisted her around pinning her arm behind her back and placed the dagger to her neck.

“You my be right. But still you should be more appreciative of those who sacrifice themselves for you.” Link said matter-of-factly in her ear as he pulled away from her.

Everyone stared at him with scared but proud eyes.

Link couldn’t take anymore. He rushed out of the room into the hot dessert air and raced to the archery grounds. Only a fool would bother him there.

-----later


Finally after 4 hours Link sat in a shaded area of the archery ground drench in sweat, exhausted, panting but relived, even the stupid veil he was forced to endure couldn’t bother him right now. It was like the last week had been whipped completely from his mind. And for the first time in a week he smile willing. Everything just seem so surreal, just a weird dream that he was about to wake up from.

“Link.”

Link turned still smiling to see his mother standing at the edge the field along with the bastard that had made his life hell.


It was amazing. Ganondorf though as he watched Link come near them. He and never seen anyone with such….passion. The way he had train hard with his sword or how he had ridden that horse even harder. It was like the boy had been made for riding. It made him wonder if he could ride anything so hard.

He wondered if the blond tease could ride him. Would be pant as hard as he did riding him as he did while riding the horse? Would his sweaty golden locks stick to his face they way they were now? Would that passion and anger be blazing in his eyes? What if he tied him up? Would that passion still be in his eyes while he broke his sprite? Would that anger turn to shame as he made him moan like a whore?

“My lord.” Link bowed respectful keeping his eyes to the ground. “Mother.” He kissed her cheek.

“It is time the ceremony.” Nabooru said with cold efficiency. “Go bathe and dress.”

“No I want him to stay as he is. Dirty and panting like the bitch he is.”

Link let his head drop lower as he grinded his teeth. ‘Only a few more hours. I’ve survived this long another hour or so will not change anything.’ “As you wish my lord.” Link said and bowed again leaving quickly.


“Tonight is the night Nabooru.” Ganondorf smirked the torch light making him look even more vile and evil as he walked the line pausing and checking each girl.

Nabooru felt as though her blood would meet the skin of her bone with all the hate coursing through it. The way he poked and prodded each girl. Treating them like cattle. This man did not deserve the right to breath.

“Such a pretty little bitch.” Ganondorf purred as he circled Link.

Link continued to look at the ground. ’85, 84, 83, 82,’ soon it will be over, soon it would be finished and he wouldn’t have to worry about being the damn bastards teddy-bear, soon-

Link was shocked out of his mussing when he felt his veil be ripped away from his face. And for the first time during that whole week. He looked right into the eyes of the man that had me his life hell.

Ganondorf smirked at the shock clearly written all over the boy’s face.
“A bride has been chosen.”


To answer my reviewers question. No this is not a Ganondorf and Link fic. (No disrespect to that pairing)
this is and has always been a Link and Ruto fic.
ruto shows up later in the story.

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