Author's Note: Sorry it took sooo long for this chapter. I just finished a bunch of tests at school and went through a nasty breakup. Writer's block is a real issue, but don't worry. I'm planning on seeing this story through!
You sit with the group around the campfire the morning after your test. Ghirahim has an announcement for the group, so after everything was all packed up, you and the rest of the group met where the campfire was to await his announcement. He steps up to the middle of the group, right next to the fire.
"I have some depressing news. The map I was previously using to guide us to the settlement has disappeared," he says solemly.
The group turns to each other, talking wildly. You hold your breath.
"I am afraid I do not have the rest of the way memorized, so we must either rely on our instincts, or stay here,"
You look around. The camp has gone into a worried uproar. You turn back to Ghirahim. Despite the news, he keeps a stern and emotionless face. An idea comes to mind. Slowly, you raise your hand. Ghirahim turns to you.
"Yes, (y/n)?" he asks.
"I... have an idea," you whisper.
The Bokoblins and Lizalfos go quiet.
"Well then, spill it," he replies.
"I still have my Loftwing. I may be able to fly ahead and find your settlement, then give directions," you explain.
No one speaks. Everyone is staring at you. You look down shyly.
"Sorry, I shouldn't have said anything," you mutter under your breath.
"Nonsense. This might work. If I tell you what to look for, will you look for it?" Ghirahim asks.
You look up, into his eyes. His hands are on his hips. Strangely, though, his emotions are hard to read. You think he might be... smiling?
"Alright. Camp, set up like how we do for meals. We don't know how long we'll be here. And (y/n), come with me," he commands.
He stands up and walks to the river. You follow him as the Bokoblins and Lizalfos begin unpacking the camp once again. Some of them seem disgruntled that they have to immediately unpack. You watch as Ghirahim steps through the mouth of the stream, not caring about the water, and to a clearing on the other side. Because of your boots, the water doesn't soak through, and your feet remain dry. He turns around and sits down. You do the same, facing him.
"Have you ever seen a castle?" he asks.
You shake your head.
"Aren't they the large structures that storybook kings and queens live in?" you ask.
"Precisely," he replies.
You watch as he pulls off one of his gloves and begins sketching something in the dirt with a long, delicate finger.
"This is, somewhat, what the castle looks like. It's large and very deep in the forest, about three days walk at a slightly faster pace than what we've been going at. As you get closer, the trees should become larger and denser. The castle should rise above the trees. Around the castle, under the foliage, should be multiple paths lined with houses made of stone. Do not try to enter the castle. Guards still walk the streets, and the castle is completely locked from the outside with no way in, not even a key. You must find it, turn around, and come straight back. Understand?" he explains.
You nod. He puts his glove back on and you stand up. You walk into a larger part of the clearing and take a deep breath. Ghirahim watches you. You raise your fingers to your mouth a whistle a unique tune. The forest is silent. Birds chirp in the surrounding trees. Ghirahim tilts his head to the side, giving you a confused look. You whistle again, trying to make it as loud as possible. He stands up and walks over to you. A shiver runs down your spine.
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