Queen of the Banished

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It was after lunch when Ganondorf entered the valley. Rabia, Kamilah and Kabira were standing in the entrance hall. Rabia peered over Kamilah’s shoulder impatiently as she waited for her husband. He dismounted the horse, cape sweeping behind him and crown gleaming in the sunlight. Rabia ran over and hugged him tightly as soon as his feet were on the ground.

“Rabia,” Ganondorf smiled and wrapped her up in his arms.

“I missed you,” she said, her voice muffled against his chest. He laughed.

“I can see that. I missed you, too,” he said. He released her and turned to Kabira. She nodded to her father in greeting. “How’s the valley been? Has anything new occurred?” Rabia looped her arm with his as they walked back to the house, Kabira trailing behind them.

“Nothing new with the valley, no,” Rabia shook her head. Ganondorf quirked an eyebrow.

“Being coy isn’t like you, Rabia,” Ganondorf chuckled. “Come on, there’s something you’re dying to tell me.” Rabia laughed.

“Alright, alright. Hurry up,” she tugged him into the dining room. A servant hurried in and set a large platter in front of Ganondorf, then left as quickly as she’d come. Ganondorf looked at Rabia expectantly.

“Well?” he asked. Rabia smiled. Kabira rolled her eyes and crossed her arms across her chest.

“We’re going to have a baby,” she said. Ganondorf’s goblet fell to the floor with a clatter.

“Are… are you serious?” he asked. A series of emotions flickered across his face, until he finally settled for a bright grin. He stood and swept Rabia up into another embrace. “We’re going to have a baby?!”

“Yeah,” Rabia laughed as he set her back on her feet. Ganondorf sat back down.

“A baby,” he smiled. “Wait… you’ve been pregnant the whole time I’ve been gone?” he frowned. “Has anyone been looking after you? Rabia…”

“Kamilah has, don’t worry,” she replied. “Kabira’s been a lifesaver, too. It’s been so hot I’ve had to stay inside. She’s been keeping an eye on things for me, and doing a wonderful job of it, too.” Kabira glanced at Rabia in confusion, but straightened when Ganondorf turned to look at her.

“I’m so proud of you for stepping up like that,” he said to her.

“Thank you, father,” Kabira answered. Rabia squeezed Ganondorf’s hand.

“I have some paperwork to finish - I’ll leave you two to catch up.” She stood and kissed Ganondorf’s cheek, then swept out of the room.



Rabia woke to the sound of whispering voices.

“...-nk, we have to hurry our pl-” Ganondorf’s voice rumbled quietly from beneath her head.

“She’s awake, Master,” another voice, male, both familiar and not, whispered in response. Rabia opened her eyes blearily, to a pitch black room.

“Ganondorf?” she asked tiredly. “Is there someone here?” she tried to sit up, but Ganondorf gently guided her back against his chest.

“No, dearest. Everything’s alright,” he said, stroking his fingers through her hair. “I was just thinking aloud. Sorry for waking you.”

“But… but I thought I heard-”

“Shh…” he pressed a kiss to Rabia’s forehead and started to hum as he pulled the blankets up around her shoulders. Her eyes seemed to fall closed against her will. A soft whisper rose up from the side of the room as she drifted off. Rabia didn’t wake again until morning.