Linkguistics

Part 6: Mipha and Malanya

It is 100 A.C. (After Calamity) and Link is a little freaked out, Mipha gets a Minor Test of Patience, and a reunion ten-thousand years in the making occurs.

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"Oh my... Are you the same Link that we met back when..." Mipha saw Link stare back for a moment then scramble backwards. His half-eaten apple rolled off and was forgotten. She looked backwards to see what made him react that way. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to startle you but are you all right now? Link?" She frowned. She might have to repeat herself and maybe use simpler terms. Unlike Rhoam, she hadn't had access to books to try and learn about ancient languages for the past hundred years. Link's sudden change in demeanor was a little alarming and she wondered if he was injured more than she had thought.

Mipha carefully approached him. "...Link? You okay?" She inspected him and tried to pat his shoulder. That didn't work with an insubstantial hand so she tried making air motions to look like she was patting his hand in a comforting manner. Why was Vah Ruta solid to her but not some other things? Link had been shivering from the freezing cold water and the Blight's assault so it was hard to tell if it was just the hypothermia

Link was not listening. "Itw assod ark! Som uc hdar kness!" He was breathing in rapid, shallow gulps of air.

Mipha was even more concerned at this point. He probably had shock, definitely had hypothermia, and was bleeding if the spots on her grandfather's engagement armor was anything to go by. "Link? Um, let me try healing you please. Also you need to get warm..." She held a hand to his chest and finally got a sign of awareness from the Hylian.

"You reh ealin gme. Ireme mbe ryo uheale dme?"

"I'm sorry, I don't understand?"

"Ohye ahth atwas thepr ob lembefore... Thank you? I feel better? I remembered how we met!"

"Get warm." Mipha said. She decided to reinforce the point since he hadn't seemed too good with the modern language and this was really important. "Make fire, get dry, it is cold." If any one of those points was understood, it would help. She wondered if Sidon was trying to come back. Since she was stuck haunting a location or person... She made a decision and focused her healing power into a sphere. Using this much ghostly energy to talk had been exhausting. She hoped she had enough to try and steer Vah Ruta as well as try and communicate with Sidon.

Link gave a cross-eyed examination to the orb which resembled the orbs from the Shrine Monks. "I have questions." This was an understatement; He had an interrogation list of epic length.

"Go to Zora's domain. I must go soon... please, save the others." Vah Ruta needed to be moved now. Away from Vah Ruta, she wasn't sure she could talk to people but this was worth a try. She would ask him about where the Master Sword was later. For now, Mipha was starting to fade a little from the mortal plane of existence.

"Um, why didn't Rhoam say ANYTHING ABOUT THAT."

"About what?"

"Iwa spos sesed! Lik ewhydid ntthekin gte llmeab outm yswor dandpe oplet hro wingroc ksat me..." Link smacked his forehead and slowly picked out words. "Why did King Rhoam not say stuff about me... uhhhh..." He didn't know the words for cursed or possession in this language. "...about me having darkness? Master Sword?"

Mipha looked mortified even with her increasing transparency. "We didn't tell King Rhoam too much, Zelda swore us to secrecy about nearly killing the one chosen by the Master Sword... It was embarrassing. We didn't know what to make of you either."

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Prince Sidon stalked back to Vah Ruta from Zora's Domain with a rope tied to a trident head. The trident head was snapped off at the base and the prongs bent into a serviceable grappling hook which he hoped would suffice. If Link was going to have the audacity to push him off Vah Ruta, he would probably be brazen enough to try and finish the job without Sidon. Prince Sidon assumed there would be something on Vah Ruta which had taken his sister away: This theory was supported by the feeling of being watched by unfriendly eyes throughout the Divine Beast.