Waiting To Be Tamed
By Quixotic Tai

Chapter 1: The Wild One

Disclaimer: I do not own the Legend of Zelda, any of its games, or any of its characters. They are all owned by Nintendo, the greatest gaming company in the world. 3

AN: Edit 7/10/10: I'm now in the process of rewriting this story, because I want to take it darker a few more levels so that it can really live up to its M rating. That, and I want to make Ganon's character more dark. :D Look for my update in the near future!

Hey everyone! This started as a Zelda drabble, and developed into a story that I want to continue. Hope you like it! Enjoy!

Oh, and my character's name is pronounced "Nah-yoog."

"I can't take this anymore… I won't! I won't do it!"

"You have no choice in this matter! It's this or to live out your life in shackles!"

"What kind of sick bastard is this, who would give one such an ultimatum as this? And I'm to marry this kind of man?"

"Hold your tongue, girl! The one you speak of is none other than our King! The King of Hyrule! And I already said yes! There was nothing else I could have done!"

"What? And you call yourself my father? You're nothing but a money-peddling bastard! You only care about yourself! I hate you! I'm never coming back!"

"Nayug, wait! Come back here, Nayug! Nayug!"

Yelling could be heard from a house on the corner of one of the many streets in Hyrule castle town. This was a normal occurrence, to hear yelling from this house, so no one was alerted. But then, a girl suddenly dashed out of the house in angry tears. She ran swiftly down the alleys in the town, finally reaching the market place. She slowed to a walk so as to not knock someone over in her haste. Her hot tears poured down her face as she bore her worst scowl imaginable. One could only say she rivaled a face as evil-looking as the Dark Lord himself. She moved gracefully through the crowd despite her current emotional state, being sure not to touch anyone.

"Oi, Nayug! What is it this time?" A middle-aged man missing a tooth called to her, grinning widely. He was selling various alcoholic beverages as well as some non. The girl known as Nayug stopped and looked in his direction for a moment, before tromping over to where his stall was, sitting down very dramatically.

"I hate my father! I can't believe he's being as backwards as to selling me off! His own, only daughter! And guess who the hell he's selling me to, Donovin?" She exclaimed in aggravation as she slammed her fists upon the bar top. Donovin the bartender smirked at the distraught girl, putting a glass in front of her as he poured her some wine. She took it and gulped it all down in one go, before slamming the glass down on the counter.

"Oh really now, lass? Are you sure this arrangement isn't the best deal he could get you? Considering his notorious debts that he owned the King himself?" He asked her. Nayug stared at him for a moment, before scowling at him, leaning forward.

"I AM NOT A BARGAINING CHIP!" She yelled at him, causing a few to look her direction. She sat back angrily, staring at him with her arms crossed. Her long, light-blue hair that darkened as it went towards the tips swayed with her sudden movements. Donovin held his hands up.

"Hey, I'm not disagreeing with you. It sucks. But think about it from both sides. What if he and his family were to be put to death in order to pay the debts? You know how unreasonable our King is, 'specially with those who owe him." He told her, holding up a knowing finger. She opened her mouth to disagree with him, but it was true. Their King was indeed known for his wrath upon those who displeased him. As long as everyone stayed in their places, though, they'd be fine. Nayug had never been one for that.

"I don't care of the King was right behind me at this moment, I would rather tell him this to his face." She said, unabashedly as she took the new glass of wine Donovin had poured for her. Ironically, at this time, their King had been right behind her. Only, he was in disguise. He had cast a spell over himself to make it appear as if he were young and handsome Hylian instead of the Gerudo King that he truly was. Though his guards and advisers hated it when he left suddenly like this, he would surely kill them for saying such things to his face, so it really didn't matter; he did as he pleased. But that was how people were to be kept; in fear. Only then did they truly respect you. Only if you had power would anyone truly respect you. And Ganondorf had learned that early in his life, centuries ago before he had the ultimate power that allowed him to take control of what was truly his; all of Hyrule.

During one of his normal outings, he stopped when he heard some loudmouthed brat mouthing off. He walked over towards the bar where she sat, and ordered a drink. He said nothing, though, and just listened to her.

"Please, Nayug. You know that the words you say are treasonous. Why, even so much as hearing such words could be treasonous…" He said, looking a bit nervous as he walked towards a newcomer.

"Ah, whatever… Like I care…" She muttered as Donovin took interest in his newest customer instead of her.

"G'day, my fine gentleman. What is it that you desire?" He asked him, with his usual large smile. Ganondorf returned his smile.

"And what a fine day it truly is. I'll have your finest wine." He said, glancing towards the girl. She wasn't paying attention to the male, though, which was interesting. The form he had taken was one that was usually very attractive to most females; he had blonde hair that was a smooth and well-brushed which was cut sharply to be shoulder-length, light brown eyes and fair skin. His facial structure was flawless, and he carried himself as such. Not to mention his voice was silky and smooth. But then again, upon closer inspection, this girl seemed to be not like all the other hyper-girly Hylian girls who often threw themselves at him. She seemed to have spunk and a major attitude problem.

"Excuse me, miss, but may I ask what is wrong?" He asked her, smiling deceptively. She looked towards him with an obvious frown, sized him up, then turned away with a sigh. Ganondorf's eye flinched in annoyance as he momentarily lost his smile.

"It's nothing you should worry your pretty little self about, sir. Just a peasant's quandary…" She said, muttering the last sentence. Ganondorf took this woman as a challenge, and pressed her forward, his deceptive smile returning.

"Oh, but I am worrying about such a pretty girl ruining her face with such an ugly expression…" He said to her, his words hanging in the air. Nayug looked back towards him, then turned her body to face him, with one arm draped over the back of the chair and the other elbow on the bar counter, her finger pointing towards him.

"Okay, lemme lay it out for you." She started, speaking very informally.

"My father's got the biggest debt imaginable, and the wise guy decides to use me as money. He sold his only daughter, me, to our jack-off King, just so he wouldn't be thrown in jail. Well, at least if he was in jail, I could have gotten a job and eventually paid his debt to get him out! Now I'm forever going to be a slave to his royal jackassery up there." She said, pointing behind herself towards the castle. On the inside, Ganondorf's blood was boiling. Is this wench the one who is promised to me? How dare she insult me so many times in the same sentence? And so brazenly, too! Does she not know what happens to those who cross me? No, she doesn't. They are never heard from again! He yelled in his thoughts. He had to keep his cool, or risk blowing his cover. He inhaled and exhaled slowly, before answering.

"Then, love, why don't you become a whore to pay such a massive debt? I'm sure with such a winning personality as yours, you could have all the money you need within a week!" He said beautifully, smiling endearingly he whole time. Nayug's eyes widened at this man's words. Just who does he think he is, speaking to me this way? She thought, in shock. She honestly didn't know what to say for a second, before her trademarked glower returned to her face. She slammed her hand on the counter, standing.

"You wanna repeat yourself, pal?" She said to him. He also rose, stepping towards her until he stood just inches in front of her. He looked down at her with a certain regal air, which slapped her in the face with the fact that she was lower than him. Just looking at this man made her blood boil. Donovin frowned, glancing between the two.

"Look, I don't want any trouble." He said, though they both ignored him.

"Of course I'll repeat it! Anything for you, love." He said, feigning a happy mood.

"I said to become a whore, and your problems will be solved! It's a miracle that the king even took such a plea from some man begging for his daughter's life to be spared, rather than killing him and his whore of a daughter right then and there." He said. He knew he was treading on thin ice with this, but this girl needed to be broken. She stared at him in amazement and in anger.

"You must be out of your mind speaking to me that way." She said to him. He shook his face, still smiling ever-so-sweetly.

"Of course not, deary. If you become a whore, then his debts will be paid eventually, deary. I don't even know what there is to think about! A choice between whoredom, or to be the wife of a King is such a difficult one to make. Oh, decisions, decisions!" Ganondorf exclaimed, sounding as if he was oh-so-unsure of what he should do. Nayug's expression changed from anger and irritation to confusion and pensiveness as she stared up at this man whom she already did not like. Why would he say such a thing as 'her begging father?' Hadn't he met the King in private? Had there been an audience? What did this man know that she didn't? Her eyes narrowed once more, her fierce expression returning.

"Wait, rewind there, pal. What do you mean by death or marriage? Did you see this happen or something?" She asked him, poking him hard on the chest. Ganondorf took a step back from the force of which he was poked. He narrowed his eyes and poked her back, causing her to stumble back a few paces.

"I'm an adviser of the Kind. Look up what such a job is, seeing as it's most likely above your intelligence level." He said, quickly pulling such a job title out of his ass. Thankfully, she ate his lie right up, and her expression darkened.

"What kind of person is the King? I want to know what level of jackass I'm dealing with here." She asked him, crossing her arms as she frowned boldly. Ganondorf was ready to kill his woman right here in cold blood, but that would look very bad and would be a hassle to clean up legally later.

"That's for me to know, and you to find out, lovey." He said, smirking at her. He turned to the bartender and took the wine in the glass that was there for him, then he dropped some rupees on the table.

"For the drink, and for the wine glass I'm about to take. And here's a little extra for putting up with this horrible excuse for a woman." He said, winking at Nayug as he dropped a few more rupees on the counter. Then, he walked off down the street. Nayug had had it. She glared at him and sucked air into her lungs just before her big shout.

"YOU BIG JERK! I'LL SEND YOU TO HELL ALONG WITH THE KING!" She yelled at the top of her lungs, causing many to look at her, some of Ganondorf's guards to walk towards to arrest her. Ganondorf froze where he was, then looked back at her as if she'd lost her mind. He was now more shocked than angry at how shameless she was with her words. And that was when he saw her tears. She had streams of tears pouring out of her eyes, as she attempted to glare at him. Apparently, she was an emotional one. Just before the guards reached her, she ducked into the crowd and made her fast escape. Ganondorf stared at her as she made a cunning getaway, with no one but himself seeing her moving swiftly and artfully through the crowd. He decided to follow her, since she was amusing him now with her crazy ways. I would actually pay big money to see her send me to hell. Then, I would pay her a visit once I came back. I always do, hehehe… he thought to himself arrogantly, causing a dark chuckle to squeeze its way up his throat and out of his mouth.

He pursued her until they were now in some back alleys. He dropped back a bit so that she wouldn't see him, and stayed in the shadows. There was less people here, which made his presence all the more easy to spot. He watched her running speed slow to a walk, and her wiping furiously at her tears. He couldn't care less about her crying. He hardly cared for people at all beyond his duty as a King to rule over them. Didn't mean he had to like them. The girl seemed to stop in front of a house, and just stared at it for the longest. Ganondorf studied it, also, wondering what was so special about this modest excuse for a house. It was then that some man burst forth from the house.

"Nayug? Is that you?" He exclaimed, seeing her standing there with a few tears in her eyes. Ganondorf noticed this was the man who'd begged for his daughter's life. He had to be honest, the only reason he hadn't killed him was that he was mildly curious about what kind of girl this was that this man would literally beg, almost to the point of tears, for? It sure was disappointing to see what kind of girl it was, though. Ganondorf sighed, and continued to watch the scene unfold. The man looked at her in shock, then anger filled his face as he reeled his hand back and slapped her, hard. Ganondorf perked up, excited that someone had his ideas in mind. I think I like this man. I'm glad I didn't kill him, he thought to himself with a smirk.

"What the hell's the matter with you, talking to me that way? To your own father? Do you know what I've done for you? All your life? Now? I've done nothing but the best for you! The best I could! I brought you into this world, took care of you as I simultaneously had to mourn your mother's death! Do you know what that was like for me? Do you? I kept you safe and made sure nothing bad ever happened to you, as my last promise to Naya, your mother! And now you bring me this, this spiteful, spoiled-brat attitude when I made the best choice I could, the choice that would save you from this?" He yelled at her as he motioned towards the alley that they lived in, causing the girl to flinch. After the slap, she'd gone wide-eyed as she was yelled at by her father. Ganondorf was pleased that this man was not such a push over as he'd thought.

"I…" Nayug murmured, face flushing as she felt the tears building up behind her eye lids.

"…I'm sorry, daddy…" She mumbled as she struggled to wipe her tears away.

"I… just don't want to leave. I don't want to leave you! I don't care if I'm poor! I don't care if we have debts upon debts upon debts! I just don't want to leave! I-I don't… I don't…" She murmured and mumbled. Her words started to slur as her tears escalated to deep, body-wracking sobs. Her father sighed as his anger quickly dissipated with each tear that fell down his daughter's face.

"I-I didn't mean to leave us all alone without mom… but we have to take care of each other! We have to! We're all we have, and that's why I… I…" mumbled, trailing off. Her father instantly felt regret about bringing up her mother. He stepped forward and took his daughter into his arms, embracing her. Nayug pressed her face against his chest, hiccuping as she cried angry, frustrated tears.

"I'm sorry, too, Nayug… I love you, I didn't mean to make it sound like I blamed you for your mother's death. It was simply her time to return to the goddesses. And we definitely do have to take care of one another, which is why I did what I did. In order to do right by your mother and the goddesses, I have to do my duty as your father and give you the best of every opportunity. Of course, I could have begged for more time to pay the debts, but I have been thinking of this decision ever since I'd been summoned to the King to review my debts. I know my way around a house, and around Hyrule. I have taken care of myself longer than you've been alive. I will be fine. Just as long as you are fine, I will be, too." Nayug looked up with wide, tear-filled eyes at her dad as he spoke gently to her. She then smiled endearingly at him as he told her all these kind things, and hugged him close.

"I love you too, daddy…" She mumbled, holding onto him as if it would be her last hug from him. Ganondorf rose an eyebrow in mild interest at the exchange and rapidly changing emotions between the two. He had never seen people have such an emotional fight like that with each other, and had never acted that way towards anyone, either. I knew that people got angry at one another because they cared, that was rudimentary. But to see it firsthand… that was something else all together, He thought as he turned around and walked back the way he had come. He was now deep in thought as he mulled over the scene he had just seen back there.

This Nayug girl intrigued him now; she was very spirited and brazen, even rude, but held nothing back when it came to what she felt. This was actually mildly refreshing in hindsight, since people were generally too afraid to go against him, even if it was behind his back, like in the bazaar. He saw that this potential separation between father and daughter had actually hurt the girl more than it angered her; it's just that anger was the first reaction in her book. He chuckled again as he thought of her angry face the first time they'd met. This marriage will be quite interesting… he thought to himself as he turned and walked away, deeper into the shadows.