(This is a sequel to My Angel From the Sky. Please read that story before continuing onto this one).
"Do you remember what he was like before?" the blonde asked the demon, his gaze hard as he stared out into the horizon of the setting sun.
"How can...
Art does not belong to me I honestly have no idea where it's from I just found it on Pintrest and thought: "I like this... Imma keep it on my laptop to enjoy the art style and end up crying cause I can't fuCKING FIND WHO MADE IT AND SUFFER FOREVER-"
Also...
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I really like this headcanon. Like a lot. So credit to this beautiful creature here whoever you are cause since Ghirahoe and Lonk's relationship is supposed to be blossoming at this point, Ghirahoe needs a new nickname for him cause it kinda awkward to be using the same nickname as your dead husbando so-
Yea. Enjoy this shit chapter btw.
Also there's something special at the end. Not a lemon, but the next best thing~
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Link and Ghirahim managed to arrive at the very front of the town by sunset. The two took a quick detour to check out the shrine nearby, and Link happily took the gift of the monk there. They exited the ancient structure right after, and when the guards weren't looking Ghirahim used his magic to transform himself into a girl (much to the hero's amusement). They then went on to enter the town and walk through until they found the chief.
Link was amazed by the beauty of the place. Water flowed from the waterways above the town into small pools by the shops. The hero could see a jewelry store nearby as well as an arrow shop, a clothing store, a meat market, and a fruit shop as they walked up the stairs that led into the giant building in front of them when they entered.
Ghirahim led the way up the stone steps and what looked like a throne room. Sitting on said throne between two large statues was a young girl with long, braided red hair wearing a golden crown atop of her head and black and white clothing. Gold adorned her outfit, which actually complimented well with her dark green eyes and amber skin.
The chief stared at the duo with curiosity. "More travelers, hm? How do you get in here?"
Riju examined the two "women" carefully, her eyes narrowing as she spotted Link's Sheikah Slate attached to his hip.
"It seems you have something rather interesting there... Come closer, won't you?"
Ghirahim and Link did as the chief asked of them and walked closer to the throne. Just as the hero and demon approached the stairs, a guard standing next to the chief slammed the tip of her sword onto the floor creating a 'clink' sound and taking the duo by surprise.
"You stand before Lady Riju, chief of the Gerudo!" she barked at them. "Declare your business, but come no closer!"
"Hold on, Buliara..." Riju spoke up, fixing her posture from a slouched and rather bored position to one of total focus. "These two appear to be more than common travelers. You there--what are your names?"
Ghirahim bowed before the chief, glancing up at the hero to encourage him to do the same. Link bowed as well before the demon spoke up.
"I am Ghirahim, now retired demon lord of Demise's old kingdom and a friend of the royal family. This is Link, someone who is able to calm that little beast outside of your city's walls," he explained.
