Urbosa had been holed up in the hidden room for a week, poring over books and conducting extensive research in both libraries. Her goal was to piece together a precise timeline and accurate history. Still, the task proved to be more complex than she had anticipated. Despite her best efforts, she had yet to uncover significant new information beyond what she had already seen in the books. Urbosa even went through old files in the Divine Beast but failed to do so. The Intruders had deleted important information earlier.
She embarked on comprehensive research and found a wealth of information about the Yiga clan and its inception. While delving deeper into her study, she chanced upon a book that vividly described how, in ancient times, the King had exiled the Sheikah from the capital. This decision agitated many Sheikahs who decided to flee to the desert. The journey was arduous, and they wandered for several weeks until one day, they stumbled upon a tribe of Gerudo women who had once been loyal to a King that had been long forgotten. The Sheikahs formed an alliance with the women and the ancient King, which marked the beginning of the Yiga clan.
She was filled with an intense sense of curiosity as she stumbled upon an enigmatic story concealed deep within the central control panel of the Divine Beast. The file was carefully hidden in a secure corner, and its contents about the Yiga clan shocked her. However, her fascination didn't end there. She gradually became increasingly engrossed in learning about the ancient Gerudo temples and their vast knowledge. Despite her efforts to locate them in their original positions, she could only find remnants and sand, adding to the mystery and intrigue surrounding these temples.
Urbosa was sitting at a small, rickety table inside the cramped quarters of the Divine Beast. She had a stack of papers in front of her that she was diligently sifting through, occasionally jotting something down with a quill pen. The room was dimly lit, with only a few flickering torches on the walls.
As she finished the last paperwork, she heard footsteps approaching from behind. She turned to see a charming and tall Gerudo woman standing there, a look of determination on her face. The woman's long, dark red hair was pulled back into a tight braid, and she wore a flowing, deep red dress that complemented her skin tone perfectly. Urbosa couldn't help but feel a sense of respect for the woman's stability and trust.
The woman's voice was firm and formal as she addressed Lady Urbosa, seeking her attention. "My sincerest apologies for disturbing you, Lady Urbosa, but the Annual Festival has already begun, and people are inquiring about your whereabouts," she informed her, her tone still stern. Lady Urbosa acknowledged her presence with a warm smile, though she remained seated. She gathered all her belongings around her, neatly packing them away. Deciding it was a good time to leave, she stood up gracefully, her long skirts rustling.
Urbosa's voice was apologetic as she finished cleaning and asked, "I hope the preparations went well. How were they?"
Her guard smiled and replied, "Everything went according to plan, and everyone is having a great time. The atmosphere is lively, and people are enjoying themselves. But they did inquire about your whereabouts."
Urbosa's laughter was full and hearty, echoing through the stillness of the desert air. With a wave of her hand, she assured her guard that she would be out in a moment, then set to work cleaning her Divine Beast. Once finished, she emerged from the mechanical creature's bowels and gave it a command to start roaming the desert, keeping a watchful eye for any potential enemies. As the Divine Beast lumbered off, Urbosa headed towards the Town Square, drawn by the distant sound of music and the joyous chatter of people enjoying themselves.
The moon was high in the sky, casting a soft glow over the Town as Urbosa made her way toward the town square. Her heart raced with anticipation as she drew closer, her ears picking up the sound of cheering and laughter. As she reached the court, she was greeted by the sight of her loyal subjects surrounding the center of the square, where someone was being celebrated.
"My Lady, do you see what they are doing?" her guard asked, pointing to the center of the square. "They seem so full of life and joy."
Urbosa smiled, her eyes sparkling with delight. "Let us go join them and partake in their merriment," she said, eager to revel in the festivities with her people.
The two women, Urbosa and her companion, moved confidently towards the women gathered together. As they approached, the other women turned their heads toward them, their faces lighting up with welcoming smiles. They warmly greeted Urbosa and her companion, waving their hands and exchanging kind words. Urbosa, showing her leadership qualities, engaged with the women by inquiring about their families and expressing interest in their wellbeing. The gathering was a festive occasion, a yearly celebration dedicated to praising the leadership of the Gerudo woman.
As they weaved their way through the bustling crowd, the distant sound of music drew them closer. With each step, the melody grew louder and more distinct. Eventually, they stumbled upon a lively scene in the center of Town. A group of musicians encircled a small platform where two women danced freely. Urbosa watched in awe as the women effortlessly kept up with the upbeat rhythm of the music. The sound of the instruments was electric and energizing, filling the air with an irresistible energy that compelled people to gather around and watch in wonder.
The rhythm of the music flowed through the room, and the women moved with it, their bodies swaying to the beat. Their dance grew more enthusiastic with every upbeat, and those around them couldn't help but be drawn in by their energy. However, as the music shifted to a slower tempo, they also slowed down, and the dance floor became a sea of undulating bodies moving in unison.
As one woman danced, her outfit caught the eye of those around her. She was dressed in a traditional Garuno outfit with intricate designs reminiscent of the elegant dresses worn by Urbosa. The fabric was soft and flowing, and it seemed to move in harmony with her movements as if it were a natural extension of her body.
Her short shoulder-length hair was a deep shade of red, the signature color of a Garudo woman. It framed her face, lit with a radiant smile as she danced with abandon. Those around her couldn't help but be captivated by her beauty and grace, and they watched in awe as she moved to the music.
As Urbosa approached, she couldn't help but notice the other woman's striking appearance. Her outfit was unlike anything Urbosa had ever seen before. The woman wore a black and gold ensemble that seemed made up of intricate patterns that meshed together beautifully. Her top was particularly eye-catching, as it barely covered her chest, leaving little to the imagination. Had she worn that top outside Garudo town, it would have caused a stir among the male Hylians. But here, within the walls of the Town, she could wear it freely without fear of judgment. Her skirt was equally revealing, barely covering her private regions, if not for a pair of shorts extending to her knees. She had no shoes but gold jewelry hanging from her ankles, arms, and long gloves. The woman's hair was black and flowed freely down her back, contrasting beautifully against the intricate designs that adorned her clothing. As she danced, the fabric of her outfit flowed and moved with her, creating a mesmerizing effect. Urbosa couldn't help but wonder about the woman's story and where she came from, as her appearance and dance were both unique and captivating.
The two women, dressed in vibrant and flowing attire, moved across the dance floor with effortless grace, their bodies fluidly responding to the rhythm of the music. They executed a series of complex maneuvers, including intricate turns and jumps, with remarkable precision and coordination, leaving the audience in awe. The Garudo women, who had attempted to join in the dance before, stood mesmerized, realizing their own inadequacy compared to the skill level of the two dancers. Despite the difficulty of the dance routine, the young women kept up the momentum. They maintained a lively conversation, giggling and laughing as they moved in perfect unison. The crowd, captivated by their performance, cheered them on with loud applause as the music ended. The two women struck a final pose, basking in the glory of their impressive display of talent.
The crowd erupted into cheers and whistles, impressed by the graceful movements and synchronization of the dancers. Urbosa, standing at the side of the stage, couldn't help but smile at the crowd's enthusiasm.
As the Women's dance ended, the women bowed, one bashful and the other with a proud grin. They stepped off the stage, and the music resumed. The energy in the room was palpable as the beat picked up once again.
As the two dancers made their way towards the side of the stage, they were approached by Garudo, a woman who had been captivated by their performance. She showered them with praise, telling them how amazing they were, and congratulated them on a job well done.
The dancers were happy to chat with Garudo, grateful for her kind words. They discussed their passion for dance and their hopes for the future. As the conversation ended, they parted ways, still basking in the glow of their successful performance.
The Gerudo warrior was in awe of the young woman's dancing skills. "You were so fast during that entire dance. I can't believe you managed to keep up with the music like that. Almost no one can with the Gerudo music," she exclaimed.
The young woman, who appeared to have Gerudo descent, smiled modestly. "Oh, it was nothing," she replied. "My mother was a skilled dancer who taught me Everything I know. And Luck, well, she learned Everything from me." Her movements were graceful and precise as if she had been dancing her whole life. The warrior couldn't help but be impressed by her talent and dedication to the art of dance.
"Your mother would be very proud of you, young lady," the woman exclaimed, her eyes filled with admiration. "Your moves on the dance floor were simply stunning! Even some of us old Gerudo couldn't keep up with the beat of 'When We Were Young'... and that's saying something," she chuckled.
The young lady blushed, feeling a sense of pride at the compliment. "Oh, thank you so much," she replied, her voice filled with gratitude.
"Of course, my dear," the woman said, warmly touching the young lady's shoulder. "You have a natural talent for dancing; with more practice, you'll be even better!"
The other young woman named Luck nodded in agreement. "Absolutely! If even I could learn it, then you definitely have what it takes," she added, her grin infectious as she giggled lightly.
"This is the first time we've properly met," the woman said, extending her hand towards the two young women. "What is your name, dear? We didn't seem to catch it a couple of times we've met."
The elder of the two girls - Riju - smiled and took the woman's hand. "Oh, my name is Riju, and this is my younger sister," she said, gesturing towards her sibling.
The woman nodded politely, taking in the two sisters. "So, you both are sisters then," she remarked thoughtfully. Urbosa had silently approached from behind the young women, her broad shoulders filling the narrow alleyway where they stood.
The redhead cleared her throat before speaking, "It wasn't long after my mother passed away that my father decided to remarry. He married a kind and gentle Hylian woman who welcomed me into her life with open arms. She was also taking care of her young niece whose parents had recently passed away. When my father married her, he also took Luck under his wing, allowing me to call her my sister. We grew very close over the years, and she has become an integral part of my family."
One older Gerudo woman listened intently and said, "You truly are a kind-hearted young lady. Your father must be very proud of you."
With arms wrapped around her sister's waist, the redhead spoke with a hint of sadness, "Suddenly, all of our parents have passed away so recently that I wanted to come and look for my roots... Luck decided she wanted to go with me. "
She turned towards the woman who had welcomed them earlier and asked, "I hope that's not a problem bringing her here during the festival."
The woman smiled warmly and replied, "Oh, it's not a problem at all dear. You and your sister are more than welcome here. We are grateful for all the kind and selfless things you've been doing around Garudo town. In fact, we've been aware of your efforts even when you were wearing that mask."
The redhead's expression froze, and I couldn't help but chuckle at her reaction. "Oh, I'm sorry," I said, sounding as sincere as possible. "I didn't mean to come off as suspicious. I was just inquisitive about my heritage."
Luck rolled her eyes and spoke mockingly, "I told her to just come out directly, but she didn't want to listen." She dusted off some dirt from her clothes with a nonchalant air and avoided meeting the redhead's gaze. Despite her dismissive tone, they could sense a hint of amusement in her voice.
Urbosa's voice came from behind both young women, causing them to turn around and gasp at her presence. The older woman greeted them, "It is finally a pleasure to meet the young lady who has been helping everyone in my town."
Riju immediately apologized, "Oh Lady Urbosa, I am so sorry. I should have asked if I would be allowed to enter the Town."
Urbosa dismissed her apology with a wave, "There is no need for you to ask such a silly thing. This is your home, whether or not you were introduced to it young or not." She spoke in a motherly tone, putting Riju at ease.
"I'm sorry for avoiding you the last time we met," the red-haired woman said as she looked down at her feet. "I was concerned that I might get kicked out of Garudo Village."
Urbosa, the village chieftain, smiled warmly and reassured her, "There's no need to worry. You are always welcome here. We are proud of our heritage and culture and happy to share it with anyone interested."
The woman looked relieved and explained, "I've heard many stories about how outsiders were not allowed into Garudo Village, and I didn't want to be kicked out before getting to know at least a little bit of my heritage."
Urbosa nodded in understanding and added, "It's true that men are not allowed into our Town. But that's because we are a matriarchal society, and our customs dictate that only women can live within the village walls. However, we welcome all women, regardless of their background or heritage."
Luck, who had been listening quietly, smiled and bowed respectfully. "Thank you for your kindness, Chieftain Urbosa. I'm honored to be here and learn more about your culture."
Urbosa smiled back and replied, "The honor is ours. We hope that you will enjoy your stay in Garudo Village and learn all that you can about our customs and traditions."
"Miss Luck, there's really no need to worry about such a small matter," Urbosa chuckled as she dismissed her concern. "However, I must say, your outfit is simply exquisite. The intricate designs are truly a work of art. Would you care to share the story behind it?"
Luck beamed with pride as she spoke of her mother's passion for fashion design. "This outfit was actually designed by my mother. She always dreamed of becoming a designer, but unfortunately, she wasn't able to pursue it."
Urbosa nodded in understanding. "I'm sorry to hear that. But it's wonderful to see that you've brought her designs to life. She would be very proud of you."
Beaming joyfully, Luck spun around in her outfit to show it off. "Why yes, it always feels like I have a part of her with me whenever I wear the clothing she designs," she said wistfully. "And she has many more amazing designs. I am happy to wear them for the next couple of days at the festival so you can see them all," she added cheerfully.
Urbosa, keenly interested, replied, "I would be delighted to see them all, but for now, I must say my farewells, for I have many duties to attend to at the festival."
Before leaving, Urbosa congratulated the two women on their outstanding performance. "Keep up the good work, ladies," she said kindly before bidding goodbye to all the women.
Luck and Riju said their goodbyes in a hurry, indicating their eagerness to explore the Town and discover more things to do before they sat down for their meal. The woman allowed them to leave but extended an invitation to join her for a drink later. She told them about local hotspots they could check out and gave them some insider tips. The two young girls laughed, thanked her for the information, and promised to come find her as soon as they were done exploring. They exchanged friendly waves before exploring the little Town, eager to discover all it had to offer.
Urbosa, the leader of the Gerudo people, gracefully made her way up the grand staircase to her castle. As she reached the top, she was greeted by the high-ranking Gerudo warriors, who had come to attend the main banquet she was hosting. Urbosa warmly welcomed them, exchanging pleasantries with each of them before proceeding to the banquet hall.
The main banquet was grand, with sumptuous food and drinks, lively music, and colorful decorations adorned the hall. Urbosa took her place on her throne, surveying the scene before her. She watched as the rest of the Town, Gerudo, and non-Gerudo, mingled and danced, enjoying the festivities to the fullest.
Despite the joyful atmosphere, Urbosa couldn't help but feel dismay. She was the host of the festival, but she couldn't participate fully in the celebrations. Instead, she sat quietly on her throne, watching the revelry unfold before her eyes.
As the night wore on, Urbosa let her guard down and allowed herself to enjoy the party. She even rose from her throne and danced with some guests. However, in all the excitement, she overlooked the small platform behind her, which was moving slightly.
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The tunnel was dark and damp, with only a few dimly lit bulbs hanging from the ceiling to guide their way. The girl with black hair led the way, her steps echoing off the stone walls. The redhead from before followed behind her, playfully teasing her as they walked.
"Shut up, don't even bring it up," the girl with black hair said firmly, annoyed by the redhead's teasing. She quickened her pace, trying to put some distance between them.
But the redhead only giggled slightly and caught up to her. "Oh, come on, Lucky," she said mockingly. "Why don't you show me the other clothes your mother gave you?"
The girl with black hair rolled her eyes in exasperation but didn't respond. She continued walking through the dark tunnel, her mind lost in thought.
As they walked down the dimly lit alley, the dark-haired girl suddenly stopped and turned toward Riju with a severe expression.
"Shut up, and don't tell anyone else about this," she said hushedly, ensuring no one else could hear.
Suddenly, Riju started gushing about how beautifully Link had danced earlier that day. "Oh, come on, Link. You looked beautiful out there," she said with a laugh.
Link blushed and tried to play it off. "Don't you dare tell him anything," he said, turning around finally to face Riju. "He'll never let me live it down," he added, embarrassed at his friend Sidon teasing him about his dancing skills.
She suggested, "I mean, he's already mad at you. You might as well lighten up the mood a little." After a brief pause, she asked him, "Anyway, how is your side? We did a lot of moving around during the festival. Are you experiencing any pains?" She appeared to be worried about his wellbeing.
Link seemed dismissive of Riju's concerns and replied, "I'm fine. Don't worry about it. Sidon is just being dramatic. It's not that big of a deal. It was just a bruise." As he continued walking, Riju sent him a concerned look, and she couldn't help but observe his injured side, which had been hurt during his most recent battle almost two weeks ago.
The damp cavern echoed with the sound of two people conversing. Riju held a torch up high to avoid any water dripping on it as she spoke. "I get that, but don't you need a little more rest? We still have a couple of hundred years until you know what," she said, her voice echoing off the walls. Link just ignored her and continued walking.
As they walked through the dimly lit tunnels that twisted and turned beneath Garudo Town, rushing water echoed around them. Link and Riju were on a mission to locate the throne room, where a stone pillar with ancient engravings and instructions for activating the Thunder Temple was said to be hidden and trigger the sand storm that would kick up the sand over the three activation pillars. The journey was treacherous, and the water level steadily increased as they progressed through the underground network of tunnels.
However, amidst the challenging circumstances, Riju couldn't help but notice that Link's makeup had smudged off, revealing his natural, feminine features. She couldn't resist teasing him about it, which resulted in Link rolling his eyes in frustration. Despite the distraction, they continued, slogging through the murky water and diligently navigating the labyrinthine tunnels.
The group carefully entered the tunnels using the entrance directly adjacent to the canteen. They took excellent care to ensure they weren't being followed and were safe from the festival-goers to avoid drawing attention to themselves. The entrance was hidden by a veil of falling water, which they passed through before continuing their journey towards the center of the Town, where the main Palace was.
As they walked through the tunnels, they noticed that the water level was gradually rising, making it increasingly difficult to keep their torch lit. The rushing water echoed through the tunnels, adding to the eerie atmosphere.
Link and Riju were wading through the water, their torch illuminating their path. As they walked, Link suddenly stopped and turned to Riju. "Just turn off the torch. I know where to go from here," he said confidently.
Riju raised an eyebrow at Link's sudden request, but she did as she was told and turned off the torch. They continued in Darkness, with only the faint glow of the water around them.
"Is this how you broke in the first time?" Riju asked, her tone mocking.
Link hesitated for a moment before replying, "No... I don't know what you're talking about." He continued forward, ignoring her question and leading the way.
Riju could only side-eye him as they continued, their footsteps echoing in the cavern. Finally, after what seemed like hours, they reached the end. The air was thick with anticipation as they took their final steps.
They noticed a hole in the ceiling. Curiosity and concern filled their minds as they thought about what could be on the other side of the opening.
Link quickly grabbed his grappling hook without hesitation and threw it up toward the hole. After a few attempts, the theme finally caught on to the edge of the opening, and Link secured it tightly to the nearby fireplace.
Link then climbed up the rope to investigate what was on the other side while Riju waited patiently below. As he reached the top, he peered into the dark room and surveyed his surroundings. He saw nothing but Darkness and an eerie silence that filled the room. After a few moments, Link was satisfied that there was no danger and that the space was safe for Riju to climb up.
Once Riju was safely in the room, they both took a moment to catch their breath and regroup. They discussed their plan and decided to move forward with their mission, knowing they had each other's backs.
As they cautiously approached the back of the underground room, they kept their movements silent and quick. Eventually, they arrived at the spot where the stand was located and began examining the ancient mural that adorned the wall. They carefully read through the mural's inscriptions after lighting a torch. After a few moments of silence, they realized that the message on the mural was the same as they had seen before. 'Standing back to back with the throne, witness red pillars across a vast sea unite the Pillers in light to reveal the lightning Stone and open the way you who can hear my voice come to me. I await you.
Once they found the mural, they had to wait for a giant sandstorm to arrive, and Link knew precisely where to initiate one. The festival was in full swing, and he didn't want to spoil the fun any further, so he decided it would be better to wait until the festival was over to activate the sandstorm.
Link gazed out at the mural, where the red pillars were said to be hidden beneath the sand. "I know how to activate a sandstorm to reveal the red pillars," he said, turning to Riju. "But we have to wait until after the festival."
Riju furrowed her brow. "Why can't we do it now?" she asked.
"Because everyone is caught up in the festivities and their guard is down," Link explained. "If I were to activate a sandstorm right now, the Giblo would catch everyone off guard. There would be a lot of casualties. It's better to wait until everyone is back at their post."
With a thoughtful expression, Link began to pace, his mind racing with strategies and plans.
"Okay, I understand. But what do you suggest we do in the meantime?" Riju asked Link, looking at him with a curious expression.
"I think it would be better if we stay here under the town for the next few days while they celebrate," Link replied, reassuringly touching her shoulder. "We can use this time to rest and prepare for the journey ahead. Besides, this place has a lot to offer in terms of resources and amenities that we can take advantage of."
Riju nodded in agreement, impressed by Link's foresight. "That makes sense. But what about the safety of the people here? How can we be sure that they won't be harmed during the sandstorm?"
Link smiled at her, his eyes radiating confidence. "Don't worry, I've got that covered. Once the festival is over and everyone is back to their posts, I will activate a sandstorm before anyone leaves the Town to ensure everyone's safety. That way, we can avoid any potential dangers from the storm."
Riju's expression turned to one of concern as she paused. "Wait a minute," she said, her voice tinged with worry. "I'm not sure how they're going to get to safety. This room was only recently discovered, and during this time and age, people don't even know that this area exists under the Town." She swept her arm out to gesture at the vast, dark space before them.
"Back then, when we were still getting used to our thunder-based abilities, yours were especially impressive, Riju," Link said with a smile, trying to reassure his friend that he still held her in high esteem. "But now, with Urbosa on their side, her abilities overshadow yours. I don't mean to offend you, Riju, but it's the truth."
Riju waved away his apology, not offended in the least. "It's fine, Link. I know you don't mean anything by it," she said, giving him a reassuring smile.
Link continued, "If anything, their reliance on Urbosa's abilities could work in our favor. It'll keep her distracted enough not to investigate what we're doing. We just need to stay focused and stick to the plan."
Riju's gaze fell upon Link with a hint of concern. "That is true," she said, "but I can't help but worry that you're still injured." She leaned in to look closer at his wounds, examining him for any signs of injury. Link, however, wasn't having any of it. He rolled his eyes at her statement as if to say it wasn't a big deal.
"Come on, Riju, I told you guys I'm fine," he said, waving her off dismissively. "It's just a couple of scratches and bruises. I've had worse when I was battling Calamity Ganon." Despite his words, Riju remained unconvinced. She knew first-hand how dangerous combat could be and didn't want to take any chances with Link's health.
Riju approached him. "That's not the point, Link," she said, her voice gentle. "We're worried about you. You've always been so strong, but you're not yourself lately. Let us help you heal. You're dealing with so much already, and we just want to ease your burden." As she spoke, she moved closer to him, her eyes kind and concerned.
Link's voice was firm as he spoke, "I don't need help, Riju. I'm completely fine. I am the one who wields the sword that banishes the Darkness. It is my duty to ensure everyone's safety, and I can't fulfill that responsibility if I am just going to get babied by you guys."
Riju's expression softened, and she replied, "We're not trying to baby you, Link. We are your friends, and we care about you deeply. When you're hurt, naturally, we're going to worry about you and try to make sure you're okay. However, when you act like it doesn't matter, it makes it so much harder for us to help you."
Link sighed profoundly and desperately said, "I appreciate the offer but don't need help. I have fought these monsters before, and I know what to do. I will figure it out if anything is different this time, just like I did with Colgera. I must ensure the safety of everyone, and I also need to make sure that my friends, whoever they may be, don't die during this time of crisis. It's not just about my duty, it's also about my own sense of responsibility. I don't even know if I had any family before I was placed in the shrine of Resurrection, and I still haven't regained all of my memories. It's a strange feeling to not know who you are or where you come from. I'm 27 years old, but the people I'm protecting don't even know who I am, and then me here is much younger and inexperienced, and I don't even know my exact age. All I can do is give this my all and make sure I'm at 100% to take on this challenge alone. It's the only way I can be sure that I'm doing Everything I can to protect everyone." Link collapsed on the steps near the mural as he finished speaking, his eyes watering with emotion.
Link sat silently, staring at the ground, lost in his thoughts. Riju sat beside him, her eyes full of compassion and understanding.
"But you are not alone, Link," she said gently. "We are here with you. You have been through so much, and you're going through it alone. You've been alive for hundreds of years, and during that time, you've lost so much, things that you don't even know you've lost. I can never understand the depth of your pain, but I want you to know that we are here for you. You don't have to be strong all the time. You can lean on us when you need to."
" but I'm---"
Link stood before his friends, looking exhausted after his last battle. Riju, the future Gerudo Chieftain, approached him and took hold of his arm, which was replaced by Rauru.
"But, nothing," she said, looking at him with a caring expression. "You might be the holder of the sword that seals the Darkness, or the princess's right hand, but you're also our friend. We care about you no matter what, and we want what is best for you."
Riju's words were comforting, and Link felt the weight of his burdens lift a little. He knew he had been neglecting his own wellbeing, and the thought of resting was tempting, but he couldn't shake the feeling that he had more work.
"I appreciate your concern," he said, "but there's still so much to be done. Hyrule is still in danger, and I can't rest until it's safe again."
Riju nodded, understanding his sense of duty. "Last time, we were caught by surprise, but this time will be different. We'll help you, and together, we'll make sure Hyrule is protected."
After Link's outburst, he fell silent and didn't speak for the rest of the time. Standing by his side, Riju could sense that he was emotionally drained. She let him be, knowing he could not express his feelings easily. It was clear to her that what Link had just done took a lot of courage and vulnerability, especially since he was revealing his emotions to her.
Riju respected Link's decision to stay silent and tried to make herself useful by cleaning the underground rooms. She knew that sometimes, silence was the best way to process one's emotions, and she didn't want to intrude on Link's personal space. As she worked, she couldn't help but think about the depth of Link's emotions. She had always known him to be stoic and reserved, but seeing him so vulnerable made her appreciate him even more.
(I'm using the charged outfit as a reference)