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A LEGEND OF ZELDA ROLEPLAY
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aw, what an emotional reunion! yes, a girl and her wolf! eee hee![break][break]
“Seeeeeeeeekne, how much further ughhhhh.”
It felt like they had been walking together for days, not just after leaving Castle Town, but across the entire sun-blighted hellscape of Hyrule and, eventually to the edge of a massive desert. Looking out across the great, sun-drenched expanse of heat and reflective ground making it even more bright, Rizali had a moment of wondering whether or not Midna had actually lost her mind. Maybe this was all a mistake and if she went back to Zala’Vas and grovelled for a while, he’d be amused by it and let her live in a land to which she was more accustomed.
The thought had also crossed her mind, naturally, that this was all a giant prank and at the end of it, Sekne would just disappear and leave her all alone in the middle of this, the worst possible place for any Twili to live. Or maybe it was a prolonged torture to kill her.
By the time they saw a few ramshackle structures, Rizali was sore and tired and sweating, and she really just thought it might be a better fate to die instead of continuing any further. She wasn’t sure how she would survive further here, even if this was true after all. Maybe she’d be able to get some tips from Sekne or Midna or anyone else who might be out here. Surely they had a small army by this point, given how loved Midna was. But she was certainly on the verge of collapse by the time they got to the camp, around the same time the sun was finally getting lower in the sky.
While someone was sent to get Midna for this identity verification, Rizali leaned up against a wall, closing her eyes to try and retain some measure of energy. What a hellish trip this had been, and she hadn’t even seen the reward she sought yet. “I trust you well enough by now, Sekne, but if this ends up a wildly-elaborate prank and you kill me anyway, I want you to know it wasn't funny.”
Midna had been back in Arbiter's Grounds, doing what she spent much of her time these days doing; reading. In the four hundred years since she'd last been in the Realm of Light so many things had changed, naturally. Which only continued to be an issue when artifacts of power were missing and needed. She'd known little about this Realm when she first came here, and even still knew little, reading what scholarly information had been made between those two points only illuminated so much however. She was still no closer to taking back the Twilight Realm.
It's like this that a guard finds her, requesting her attention at one of the forward camps. Sekne had found a Twili claiming to know Midna. Warily, she follows. The desert heat and light difficult, but it takes little energy for Midna to simply teleport both her and the guard into one of the tents.
She'd been curious as to where Sekne had run off to exactly, though the girl had all the freedom to move as she wished, Midna did prefer to know where her people were. She's stepping out of the tent and into the evening sunlight, stopping suddenly in her tracks as who appears beside Sekne.
"Rizali? Is that really you?" she asks, and there's true surprise and emotion flooding the usually impassive Queen's voice. Rizali had been the last person she'd expected to see, if only for her fear that the young woman had been trapped inside the Twilight Realm. But it seemed not to be the case, and Midna cannot help the pure joy that runs through her at the sight.
This fucking desert. Sekne may have loved her queen, but it was clear she went to extremes when it came to planning things out. And her company in her crossing was of the whiny type, though if she was who she claimed to be, she was too valuable to let go.
But, as the sun began its caress of the horizon, they made it to the camp, and Sekne breathed a sigh of relief, taking her hood off, wincing at the sunburn on her hands. A small price to pay to please Midna, though.
"Keep bellyaching, and you'll wish this was a cruel joke. Until our Queen confirms who you are, I-"
Midna's voice made her jump a little, and she turned, bowing her head in respect to Midna, but looked up when she said the girl's name. She was who she said she was after all, huh? With a sigh, she made a show of twirling her balisong shut, pocketing it with a flourish and putting her hands behind her head.
"Went looking in Castle Town for any Twili, and came across Miss Rizali here among them. Glad to hear I didn't just bring a traitor in, though. Shall I take my leave, Your Majesty?"
aw, what an emotional reunion! yes, a girl and her wolf! eee hee!
To be entirely honest, the moment in which Midna decided to show up was a bit awkward. Sekne had been in the middle of saying something stern and humourless, much like normal, and if she’d looked over, she would have seen Rizali sticking her tongue out at her. She’d learned that behaving in a somewhat childish manner was the best way to not only get under Sekne’s skin without being stabbed, but also possibly bringing them a little bit closer.
But instead of Sekne noticing, it was Midna.
Though she’d spent so long trying to be as professional and courteous to Midna as possible in the court, in that moment, a lot of emotions welled up in Rizali. Immediately upon hearing Midna speak and actually seeing her, Riza forgot herself. “Midna!” she exclaimed, rushing forward and nearly tackling the princess into a hug. It wasn’t for a few beats that she realised what she had done, somewhere in the second sentence of Sekne’s reply.
Her cheeks flushed, a bit horrified that she had just broken all protocol in a moment of weakness. But she also couldn’t stop the tears of relief; she hadn’t been able to do anything the last time, but seeing Midna this time meant that things were going to be okay. She felt safe in a way that she hadn’t since before the Zant cult had begun rising up, and all it took was sacrificing everything and going to a horrific place.
Castle Town? It was the last place she expected any Twili to find themselves. Let alone Rizali. Hell, her appearance in this realm was a shock that threatened to stop the queen’s heart. Midna laughed some, hiding it behind a hand at the rather childish demeanor between the two young women. And despite their differences it seemed, Midna could see the two as good friends. Or she at least hoped so, they would need all the friends and allies one could get out here.
And then Rizali is hugging her, staggering Midna backward and nearly toppling them both over. But the queen steadies herself and wraps her arms around the young woman. She had felt like a sister to the young queen in the Twilight Realm. Riza was a gifted mage, and she had spent what free time she had to teach her. Courtesies and formalities could be put aside for this moment.
“Thank you Sekne. Rizali is a…a dear friend of mine. I am overjoyed you are safe, both of you. I had started to worry that you were gone a bit longer than expected.” She tells both women, pulling back from Rizali for a moment to simply look her over. As though making sure she was here and in one piece. Tears threatened to burn behind her eyes, but Midna held herself in check aside from the emotion that did find its way into her expression.
“Ah, we do still need to make sure none of the Usurper’s men have followed Rizali. Sekne, if you would be so kind as to take some men and do a sweep of the area. Be on the lookout for any portals.” She says, and though there is still softness in her voice, Midna is ever the queen in her requests. And then she turns back to Rizali. “You should rest. The desert here is brutal if you are not accustomed to it.”
It was an odd experience, to be objectively less safe than she had been at any time in the past few hundred years, but to also feel more safe than she had in the last two. There was just something about being here, with Midna and the people most loyal to her, that put Rizali back into a more comfortable mindset, despite being nearly powerless after passing into this realm.
As they pulled away, she tried her best to surreptitiously wipe the tears from her eyes by pretending to wipe away sweat from her brow. “I have to admit it’s strategically sound; if I didn’t think to look for you here, I’m sure nobody else would either. My biggest concern is that something is blocking most of my spellcasting in this realm, and I fear I won’t be able to help as much as I’d like.”
She took a few steps to look out at the sands, raising a hand to shield her eyes from some of the light. She was somewhat mystified that the heat was so bad it was causing her vision to ripple and swim. It was a strange decision to settle here, but she really did see the benefit in it; Zala’Vas was hedonistic, he’d surely think Midna was in Castle Town (as had she, admittedly), or at least anywhere but the least pleasant place in the universe to-
Her legs buckled, and she very quickly had to lean against an ad-hoc wall that had been set up. Her chest felt so hot, it was almost painful. “Perhaps you’re right, though. I’d love to talk, but I think I need sleep quite badly.”