“I have no idea, honestly…” the blond mused, shrugging his shoulders in an attempt to free himself from the rope tightly wrapped around his body. “What do they even want from us? We’re just kids! What can we do?"
What could they do? He couldn’t think of a thing - the squalor they were thrown into upon being snatched up unaware had nothing but broken glass along the floor and hay bales at the sides.
Wait.
"…Quick, can you kick one of those shards of glass towards me? I have an idea…”
“That’s a good idea…” he nodded and did just that, then put his clothes into one of the bags and opened another for the rest. “Yeah, let’s do that. Here, put your tunic and stuff in here.”
He hesitated at the other question, then mumbled, “As long as we have to, I guess… and I hope so,” before climbing onto Epona. “Let’s hope this doesn’t take long and we can go rest. Need help getting on her? Oh, and her name’s Epona, by the way.”
Epona… that sounded familiar.
Link stared at the beast, unsure of how to do, well… anything. Was he supposed to hop up? Stand in the stirrups? …What? He furrowed his brow and played with the side of the saddle.
“I uh… I don’t know how to get on…” he admitted. “Could you uh… help me up?"
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