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May. 1st, 2004 11:55 pmShe had asked him each day, faithfully, around lunch, if he'd join her to eat. At first he'd refused, excusing himself due to work. Eventually he allowed himself to be led out into the garden, and by the end of the season he was actively seeking Malon out to invite her to dine with him. Malon knew very well how human behavior could be altered and Ganondorf knew very well that she knew.
She often changed outfits during the day, finding the lace gowns too delicate and the velvet cloaks to restrictive. She was back again in a pair of shortened pants and a cotton top. She prefered to run about without shoes and jumped about the lounging Ganondorf like a forest sprite. He was, as was his custom, in full armor, red cape swirling like silk blood as he lay on his back in the grass. He grabbed a naked ankle as she bounced around him and pulled her down unto his lap.
She often changed outfits during the day, finding the lace gowns too delicate and the velvet cloaks to restrictive. She was back again in a pair of shortened pants and a cotton top. She prefered to run about without shoes and jumped about the lounging Ganondorf like a forest sprite. He was, as was his custom, in full armor, red cape swirling like silk blood as he lay on his back in the grass. He grabbed a naked ankle as she bounced around him and pulled her down unto his lap.