Vaati's Queen of Winds Part 4

Vaati slowly opened his eyes. Peaceful wasn't it? He smiled looking down at the princess that slept in his arms. He finally got her. She was utterly and completely his. He stared down at the love lesions that dotted her neck and the messy blond hair that fell down and hung around her reddened cheeks. He fell back asleep feeling quite satisfied with himself…and with her.

Zelda was pulled roughly into the waking world by the assault of agonizing pain. She fought with all her might to keep from weeping from the ache. She was gone. She was used up, no other man would want her if she ever did get free from Vaati. She use to love the color lavender. She use to love to wear lavender dresses. When she was young her father brought her a new dress every birthday along with all other matter of gifts. Every new lavender dress she got when she was little, she would wear and skip through the castle halls presenting each of the guards she passed with a lavender flower. The same flowers she tore up from the garden and was carrying by the arm full. It would wreak havoc on the poor gardener that came to find half the flowers missing. Every guard thanked her and would bow thanking the "pretty princess" or "lady" for her favor and that they would attach it to their lances at the joust.  She had always presented her father with the most flowers. He would laugh and send an apology note to the old gardener and keep every flower she brought him. She loved lavender….at least she did at one point. The ill lurch of her stomach returning when she saw the lavender arms of the mage wrapped around her and felt his gentle sleeping breathing tickle her neck. Now wearing lavender made her feel filthy and sick.

She tried to move, freezing in place when she felt him stir restlessly and his arms tighten around her, making her blush when she felt his torso press against her back forgetting that there was now nothing to serve as a barrier between her and the mage. She bit her lip wondering if perhaps the goddesses were in a giving mood today like they were that time in the garden and would let her go back to her room. The danger wasn't as extreme so she wasn't praying as hard but never the less she didn't want to face him should he wake up. The same feeling washed over her. The goddesses would teleport her! She thought finding herself on the floor where she had been when she vanished in the garden. She paused. Perhaps she knew magic. Her thoughts stopped when she realized that teleporting had not also teleported the blanket that covered her nakedness. She looked down at herself and fell to her hands and knees retching. Pain was everywhere, her legs, her neck, her chest and torso. She caught herself before she had a chance to collapse into the bile from weakness. She groaned and staggered to the closet finding her dress, the one she had wore the first night she was taken, the lovely red gown studded with rubies. Not a moment after slipping into it did she hear sounds outside.

No..they can't find me. I don't want to face him. She thought over and over staggering to the latrine realizing that would be the first place they looked. She pulled herself in the closet and shut the door right as some monsters walked by.

"I hear queen screaming last night." one of the moblins said with what she was sure was a smile.

"Yeah King Vaati must like that, he woke up with a nice smile on his face." a wizrobe chuckled. "He sure got dressed and cleaned up quick enough, you think if the queen were in there he would have taken longer." the hooded mage laughed.

"Maybe queen no there. He go find her-" if more was said Zelda didn't hear because they walked by.


Vaati was indeed in good spirits but not as good as they would have been had his queen been there. He must have fallen back asleep and that was when she fled. Clever shrew. He made his way to the closet and frowned when he noticed her number of dresses was the same as when he had counted last night. Is she going castle touring nude? He frowned snatching the nearest dress and leaving with a flourish of his cape. He entered her room to hear eager munching. The wind mage turned the corner and almost retched. "WHAT THE HELL?!" He bellowed seeing three large spiny beetles  happily munching on a pile of bile. "GET OUT!" he screamed kicking one away from the feast making the others flee. "AND get someone to clean this with rags not their tongues!" he bellowed a shiver of disgust making him quiver.  Did I enslave monsters or…or...dogs?! He rubbed his aching temple in annoyance and leaned against the wall. Well…I found her. He grinned smelling the same sweet vanilla that clung to her hair last night.

"I was never told my queen to be liked to play hide and seek." he said flatly swinging the door open to find her trying to hide in the shadows without success. "Unfortunately for you I am very good at hide and seek." he said with a vile grin. Oh yes…he was good at hide and seek. He knew just where to hide from the bullies to keep them from thrashing him when master Ezlo would make him go out to do a chore for him or play. He never wanted to leave the old shoe that served as the elder's house. He would beg to do chores indoors but Ezlo regardless of how well Vaati knew the house top to bottom would not trust him alone with his magical hat…besides only he knew what order the books should be in. Adults would sympathize with little tiny itty bitty scrawny Vaati but somehow they did nothing about the bullies. They did nothing every time he got beaten up or that time they threw berry juice at him and ruined his new cloak and he had to wear one that was too big for him-

"Vaati?" Zelda asked softly seeing the mage had drifted into a dream like state and had blocked everything out. She flinched when he startled and his face hardened into a sneer.

"Finish getting ready." he said in a voice as close to a snarl as Zelda had ever heard. Vaati left storming down the halls, his mood more foul than it had been in ages. The monsters all dove out of the way or clung to walls as he stormed by not wanting to be the fool to get his anger directed at them. The bastards those hell spawn bastards! He flicked a tear roughly off his cheek and hardened his heart. He had made them pay. As soon as he gotten his magic powers, turning that Zelda to stone and vanished all those years ago, he didn't go right to work searching for the light force. No, he went back to the Minish village. The day had been the third of the week and Vaati knew his tormenters had to go to the temple that day to sweep, he remembered that because that was when he would go outside and gather flowers knowing he would be safe until noon. He smiled down at them seeing them work until they noticed his massive shadow blocking out all sun. "Hello Little insects." he greeted them with a smile sending his foot down to crush the temple. He got on his knees and smashed his fist into the ground crushing them until his fist began to bleed. He then tightened his fist and flooded those who tried to flee with his blood. He got his vengeance in the most vile way…why did it still hurt then? It didn't matter! He had everything and they had nothing. He was king, and they were nothing but specks of dirt he had washed off his bloody hand after.


"Would you like to talk about it?" Zelda asked softly eating a bite of the rich cream filled sweet cake smiling slightly and almost giggling as it dripped down her chin only to be caught quickly by her napkin. Yes. He thought with a smile. That was the face he made when he first tried that cream filled cake too. The vanilla on vanilla sweet cake was moist yet sweet, parching, yet not so parching that you would need a sip of water after every bite.

"It's nothing my dear." he said with a wicked smile patting her hand. Oddly Ganon had been the one to introduce him to those cakes, Vaati never pictured that big bumbling juggernaut as having a sweet tooth  but when he ate those sweet treats the beast's face would light up.

"Happy to see you are in your good mood again." Zelda said taking an unimaginable dare by smiling up at him. He glanced down and gave her a strained smile as if he had forgotten how before returning to his food.



The King of Hyrule wept silently in his room, the doors locked, and all were blocked out. My daughter, my lovely daughter. He thought with a sob. She would beg me for toys and now she begs that monster just to let her come see other humans! Curse him! Curse that bastard to hell! I want him dead! I want my daughter back! The previously raging thoughts broke down to match his anguish…dear goddess….I want her back.  

"Your highness.." a soft voice came from the shadows.

"I thought I locked the door Impa." the king said, his voice had a slight edge to it. "Doors have locks for reasons Impa. Those who wish to be left alone lock their doors so they can be alone."

"Are you going to cry or get ready for your daughter?" Impa said a bit more harshly than she intended."Wallowing in pity will not get her back."

"No…action will…" he said softly looking up from his hands.



"I wanted to thank you for coming." Zelda said with a smile as she and Vaati both arrived outside the castle gates.

Hmm…I'm half expecting a crazy Shiekiah to jump out of the shadows and try to kill me. Vaati mused with a chuckle.

Both were invited in by Impa who looked pained as if the smile she was forcing was poisoning her in the most brutal way. Zelda dropped Vaati's arm and almost shoved Impa aside as she ran and jumped into her father's embrace. Zelda buried her face in his shoulder length fading blond hair taking in the scent of musty books, ink, a slight tingle of smoke from the fire…and oddly a bit of brandy. "I missed you daddy." she whispered refusing to let him go so he had to walk to the table with her clinging to him like the little girl she use to be…or still was apparently. He smiled.

"So I take it you shall be leading me in?" Vaati asked Impa with a raised brow.

"After you." Impa seethed.

"Come now woman I might get lost." he said in mock dismay. He smiled when he heard an annoyed growl and saw her lips mouth an oath. Vaati frowned at how far his dish was away from the rest of them. The shiekiah set the table I bet. he rolled his eyes moving so that he was one seat away from the princess. Before Impa could object he made a tisk tisk sound in the back of his throat. "Honestly father, you must tell your shiekiah here to set the table properly, the son in law sits here." he said placing the plate down beside Zelda, it taking all his strength not to laugh at the looks on their faces. He hadn't originally intended to play that card but he couldn't resist making Impa cringe.

The meal served  was cooked venison, with steamed tubers, and several Hylian loaches simmered in spices and drizzled with lemon. The king had made sure that tonight had all of the young princess's favorites right down to the fine swan that had been re stuffed with feathers. The warm fluffy breads that covered the tables also had beside them butter that was carved into the shapes of tiny flowers.

Vaati glowered at the fish…he would find out where this fish came from….and steal it for his table! He also tried the bread but was fascinated by the way they had so much free time on their hands that they could actually shape the butter. "How are you liking the meal?" Zelda's gentle voice chimed in, interrupting him hating the butter that was shaped like a Deku Lilly. Too many petals. He looked up and smiled devilishly. "To die for." he said raising a glass to silently toast Impa. "Zelda love, could you try this?" he offered her his glass. Vaati watched the faces of the other occupants as the princess took the glass.

After taking a sip Zelda wrinkled her nose and smiled. "It taste like rum and I am not a rum drinker." she said and returned to her meal.

"Thank you my lovely queen." he leaned over and kissed her cheek.

Impa bit her tongue until it bled…then her lip…then some bread to get the taste of blood out. Her grip tightened on the thick glass at the sight of Vaati using Zelda as his own taste tester! She startled when she heard a shattering and saw thick shards of broken glass slip through her fingers. "An accident." she said quickly as a servant rushed over to pick up the pieces.

"Obviously." Vaati said with a cocky smile.

Vaati was exhausted now, rubbing his eyes tiredly as Zelda said her goodbyes, like she had…for the last twenty minuets…" About time dear." he whispered putting his arm around her and walking through the gates. "I was ready to take residence on that garden bench over there."

"I'm sorry." she said softly.


"That's right you gawky bastard." Impa whispered from atop the wall notching her bow. "Just a little further and you will be nothing but food for the stray dogs you miserable wretch." She took a deep breath as she pulled back the string as far as it would go and released the projectile. A perfect shot to the head! She thought with a smile. She paused when she saw his ears twitch the moment she released the arrow. The mage flicked his wrist without even turning around and the arrow vanished. Where…Where the hell did it?! She paused when an arrow appeared out of nowhere and embedded itself into her shoulder making her fall back.

Nice try lady shiekiah. A voice said in her head. But you missed.