Splitting off from reality...sorta?

[jewel_of_hyrule]

[There's somebody actually going into Ganon's castle voluntarily. And it's the same somebody who left it only a few short weeks ago.

Jewel looks quite calm. She walks into the building and is immediately confronted by Anthony the moblin, who drools a greeting.Please tell your master that I would like an audience. Tell him...tell him the dove

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[Anthony comes back after an uneventful few minutes and motions for her to follow him, his lantern leading the way down numerous hallways. Every few feet, there is a wet spot where his drool has dropped.]

[After a while, he ends up at a large door decorated with animal skulls. He shakes his spear.]

In there.

[jewel_of_hyrule]

Thank you.

[Awkwardly she gives him a sort of pat on the head. She puts away her weaponry and, summoning her courage, opens the ugly door.]

Milord, about your decorating sense...that door is really quite repulsive. And why is everything so dark? When your moblin-butler has to carry a lantern around the castle just to see where he's going, you really need more windows.

[She figures being glib may put him off his irritable guard. She moves to the middle of the room and stands there calmly.]

[old_man_ganon]

[The Evil King is seated behind a desk, writing something probably a nasty ultimatum of some kind. He continues to write as she speaks. When she pauses, he looks up at her, frowning slightly.]

[Without saying anything, he dismissively turns back to his paper and continues to write.]

[jewel_of_hyrule]

[He's angry. She expected this.]

Yes, I know. I left. But if you don't mind my pointing something out to you, milord...I came back. Voluntarily and without any threats or intimdation on your part.

[She pauses, and then adds:]

And I'm willing to stay, this time. Not because I am obligated, but because I choose it. If you still wish me here, that is.

[She is, admittedly, a little nervous about this.]