Ilia noticed the look in Aurianha's eyes. Reaching into her pocket, she pulled out the letter that Mida had given her a week earlier. "I'm not mad because of what's written here. Fiena's mother sent me this letter a week ago, explaining everything." She handed the note to Link, who read it aloud, though softly.
'Ilia. You may not know me, but during the course of the events 25 years ago, your husband knows me. My name is Midna, and I am the Queen of the Twilight Realm. What I have to tell you in this letter is very important, and I still feel ashamed for not revealing this sooner.'
Link paused to take a breath, and Fiena wandered off, chasing a white cuccoo. He continued after pushing his hair out of his eyes.
'During those events, Link had been transformed into a wolf. At one point, he'd hit his head and had had amnesia for a day. I regret to say that I, being selfish and thinking only of my own sensual longings, used his amnesia for my own gain. While he was sleeping, I managed to entice his body, and when he awoke, the only thing on his mind was propagation. I used him as a sex toy. Unfortunately for me, I became too entranced by the ecstasy, and kept at it until we both reached our climax. I apologize, not only for those selfish actions, but also because it resulted in me becoming impregnated. As a result, I gave birth to Fiena 15 years later. We of the Twilight have much longer gestation periods due to the absence of certain elements in our realm. I forget which ones, exactly, but a week from now, I will be bringing Fiena to the Light Realm to visit her father and you. Please do not hold this against Link. This was my own fault.'
Link's face was like a beet, and he didn't bother to finish reading the letter, as it was more apologies and pleas not to blame the Hero of Twilight. Fiena laughed out loud, and when people looked, she had the cuccoo in her arms, and Malo's dog was licking the Twilii girl's feet. Link said he was going to the Spirit Spring to think and left without another word.
Fiena, however, was oblivious to the fact that her father was so troubled.
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In an previously unknown region of the Gerudo Desrert, leagues away from the shattered Mirror of Twilight, a shadowed figure viewed the events in Ordon through an orb floating above his hand...if it could be called a hand.
"This is most amusing. Perhaps now is the time to strike."
a female voice responded from the other side of the orb. She sounded pleased.
"No, Ghidorah. We shall wait a month more. The Vessel is still unaware of her fate. Ironic that she be the offspring of the Twilight Queen and the Hero of Ordon. This should be fun."