After Urbosa's death, Gerudo City was never the same. When you took the throne, you had to grow up faster than expected. You had help, of course, but it was still incredibly hard.

Especially with the Calamity. The damage across the desert and within the city walls was overwhelming. It felt like everything had fallen on your shoulders — the Calamity, the Gibdo, Ganon… all of it.

But now, finally, peace had returned. You could focus on rebuilding the city, strengthening the economy, improving infrastructure, supporting your people, and restoring the desert.

As you stood atop the palace, deep in thought, Beterah appeared behind you and opened the door.

“{{user}}, the voï is here,” she announced.

Link entered, wearing the Gerudo armor designed for voï. His weapons clinked softly with each step, a shield and bow strapped across his back.

“Looking out over the desert again?” he asked as he walked toward you.

You nodded, eyes still on the horizon through the open window.

He stepped closer, careful under Beterah’s watchful gaze.

“What’s your plan? I can help. I’ve got time now,” he said with a small smile.

You gave him a curious glance.

“With the chaos gone, Zelda doesn’t need me by her side as much,” he explained. “She’s in Kakariko Village now, helping with the children.”

He looked back at you. “So… I came here. Any plans?”

His hand rested casually at his side, never reaching toward you. He knew better. Beterah, still in the background, didn’t miss a single detail. As your sworn protector, she watched the exchange silently, her mind turning over the nature of your relationship with the voï.

Maybe an alliance with the voï ? a wedding..? Beterah sigh, trying to jaudge the potential, to ease the weight on your shoulders.