thehylianheroes:

minet-entre-mondes:

His wrists were bound behind his back, neck secured with a leather collar. Mounted to the collar was a leash tied to a fence, said fence belonging to the perimeter of the auctioning area. He was fourth in line, ready to meet his fate. Young boys like him were in high interests for manual labor, not to mention other forms of slavery. 

A large figure passed him by, slapping him across the face. What he said was something that even Link couldn’t decipher, but whatever it was… it made the hero cringe.

His gaze met Twilight’s, and he gave the other boy a weak smile. 

“…Twilight." 

 

He was more worried than he was letting on, seeing him fall over like that. But hopefully after getting some food and rest he’d feel better.

With that, he blew on the whistle and Epona came running. He pet her for a moment, smiling, then straightened her saddle and held out his hand to help him up. “Come here, I’ll help you on to her,” He said. “Then I’ll get on and we can ride to my house. And I can get you something to eat.”

The blond took hold of the elder boy’s hand, gasping a bit as he felt himself being effortlessly lifted up and into the saddle. Not too long after, Twilight had gotten on behind him. 

“I’ve never been on a horse before…” he commented softly, petting Epona’s mane. “She’s really nice. Also…" 

He hated to ask this. "Do you want me to wear the collar, still?"