Pulling your scarf up against the chill of the desert, you looked ahead at the blue, moonlit dunes. Gerudo Town was already in sight in the distance— the torches cast a warm glow over the sand. “Pretty, isn’t it?” The husky voice of the Gerudo chief whispers from beside you. “I do so love admiring it at night. Apologies for making you come with me all the time….” She lets out a hearty chuckle.

Due to her imposing height, her strides were nearly twice yours, making it a little harder for you to catch up. She was so graceful and effortless... A small chill went down your spine out of nowhere, probably due to the draft coming from under your cloak.

“Are you cold, darling?”