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"Is the third time the charm in refusing this...generous offer, King Rauru?"

Ganondorf sits across from the Zonai at their usual table in his palace; And all things considered, it's a much more casual affair than one would think, with papers passed back and forth between them, bickering voices never raised--Still, the Gerudo King is grateful that they are away from most of the residents of said palace.

It makes the faux tension between them relax into something more...familiar. Something that doesn't make Ganon's hackles rise as Rauru refutes him again, because this was truly an arrangement for show; And the Gerudo sighs, turning the proposal in his hands around, sliding it back across the stone to the other King with a click of his tongue.

The maliciousness behind that voice makes Ganondorf turn away from the window and look where he heard the utterance. The figure is of a race he's not encountered (he could see the pupils, and those were no demon's eyes), but that doesn't jar him as much as the fact they are a spirit.

To say that Link was surprised would be an understatement - he'd been teasing when he'd asked Rauru. The answer, the series of questions, had Link take a long pause to consider how to respond to the King.

@kingofprosperity [ADJUST] Sender straightens/fixes receiver's clothing (tie, coat, hair accessory, etc.)

It's almost too easy to relax into the hands that straighten his robes from where they'd been mussed...by those same hands, naturally, in a fit of passion before their next meeting.

Ganondorf stands silently, yet not coldly, the corners of his lips pulled up in an expression that reads smug--much to Rauru's disdain. When he's been fixed to look proper by the Zonai's standards, the demon catches his husband's wrist in his hand, pulling those slender fingers to rest over where a heart should beat.

Link took the offered comb without a word. He could wait to leave the campsite for a little while longer, if it helped Rauru move with a little more ease. With gentle hands, he began to brushthe comb through loose locks with the same care and attention he used to give Zelda, before she'd asked him to cut her hair.

( Brush/Style for Link, because why not? )

Meme Tag -- [BRUSH] Sender offers to brush receivers hair ; [STYLE] Sender offers to style receivers hair -- @kingofprosperity

Link does his best to sit still as the Zonai king works, his fingers moving in a practiced motion through Link's hair. Even if Rauru is a king, he's clearly learned the art of such work from long practice, and he moves quickly because of this. If it would have been anything too arduous, Link is pretty sure he would have long grown frustrated with the prospect.

It helps that the king continues a gentle dialogue as he works, telling stories about the Zonai and some of their lands even higher in the heavens. It's soothing where it otherwise might be frustrating, and Link's able to keep his seat as the final baubles are braided into Link's hair.

"Done," the king pronounces. "It is the hair of a warrior."

Reaching up, Link feels a line of braids across the crown of his head. Following them down, he finds a short beaded chain tied to the end of each braid, mimicking those tied in a line to the end of the Zonai’s long ears. “Here.” And the king passes him a looking glass to admire his appearance.

Tilting his head this way and that, Link takes in his appearance, smile slowly blooming as he looks at the work. He feel…royal somehow with this. Important. Somehow acting fitting the role of the Hero that never seemed to fit before.