CHAPTER FIFTEEN: THE
THIRD SHARD
"You
know, it's interesting," Amadeus said as he applied the bandages to his
right shoulder, "You'd think that since Impa's become the Sage of Shadow,
she'd find a way to keep those monsters out of everybody's graves." He
finished putting the light bandage on, and moved his shoulder around a bit. The
dead Hand had tore into his shoulder when he wrenched one arm free to cast that
spell at it. It was probably going to bother him for the next week, at the very
least.
"The
Sages tend to their own business," Miyu intoned, double-checking Amadeus'
bandage job, and finding it wanting. "And who are we to argue?" She
shook her head, and removed Ama's bandage in a single quick motion. He flinched
slightly at the obvious pain.
"Sorry,"
she said, smiling.
Amadeus shook
his head as Miyu re-applied the bandage, this time making sure that it was done
correctly.
"Where
would you be without me to mother you all the time, Ama?" She commented
shaking her head.
"Probably
out withering in the desert somewhere," he answered, flexing his left arm
a bit, "Dying of a lethal infection caused by a poorly applied band-aid,
no doubt."
"And
that's why you need me." She smiled at him again. He returned the gesture.
Miyu
glanced over at the new Heartstone shard that they had found. It was small,
making up barely one-sixth of the circle that it would be when completed. The
first piece, the one found in Rei's hometown, made up half of the original
stone.
"It's
small," She said, stating the obvious.
"I
know," he replied. "But it's important. We got lucky with the first
piece... I was kind of hoping that we'd get lucky with the second, too.
Now," He began, standing up, "We just need to find a third
somewhere."
"We
have," Came Miyu's voice from behind him. Amadeus blinked a few times. He
blinked again.
"We
what?"
"We've
found another piece," She answered, walking up beside him. "I came to
tell you that, when I found you arguing with Mendelssohn again. It was pretty
obvious that it could wait until you were through."
Amadeus
shook his head, laughing softly to himself. "You crack me up
sometimes," he said, faint hints of laughter in his voice. "Where is
it?"
"It's
in Kasuto, of all places. Apparently, a rich man's going to try to auction it
off next week, and he's hoping for antique merchants to bid on it."
Amadeus
nodded. "Isn't that your hometown?"
"Yes,
it is," she answered.
"Well
then," he said, turning around. "In light of my... er...
'debilitating' injury, don't you think it'll be wise for you to go and bid in
my stead?"
Miyu
blinked, startled. "What?"
"Tell
me, Miyu," Amadeus began, "Was your family rich, or poor?"
"Poor,"
she replied.
"Were
they respected?"
"No."
"And
how were you treated?"
"Like
garbage."
In one
swift motion, Amadeus moved over to her, holding the woman in his arms.
"Then wouldn't they be surprised to find you coming in wearing the Royal
Insignia, and bidding exorbitant amounts for a black piece of rock?"
It took a
few seconds for the thought to sink into Miyu's brain. She started laughing.
Not a harsh, cruel laugh, but a soft, sweet laugh of amusement.
"That
would be absurd!" she said, leaning her head on Ama's shoulder. "No
one would believe that idea! What would they all think?"
"They'd
think that you've gained some respect," he said into her ear, "Which
you have," he added in a soft voice, "My love."
"You're
too smart for your own good, Ama," she said, kissing him lightly on the
cheek.
"And
to think that it's Zelda who has the Triforce of Wisdom, too," he replied,
the pain in his shoulder slowly growing absent.
***
"Are
you sure you're going to be all right while I'm gone?" Miyu asked her
lover from atop her horse.
"I
dunno," Ama responded, his hands behind his back. "You know how
Zelda's such a wild party animal, and all."
She shook
her head and chuckled.
"Or
you just might come home to find me dead of a shoulder-infection!" he
added.
"If
you die while I'm gone, I'll kill you," she replied, still laughing.
"how does that sound?"
"As
generous an offer as ever, My Lady," He said, taking a deep, sweeping bow
in front of her.
"Save
it for when I get back," she replied. "And don't forget to feed
Galyer!'
"How
could I not?" he answered, still putting on that innocent look. "The
only tame Wolfos this side of the Gerudo desert knows how to get fed when he
wants."
"Then
you haven't forgotten the time that he peed on your chair."
"Don't
remind me," he muttered.
Miyu smiled
again, and gave a short laugh. "I'll be back soon!" she said as she
spurred her horse, and began the trip back to her hometown.
Amadeus
laughed one more time before he turned around and headed back into his home.
Galyer pounced on him immediately like the lap-dog that had outgrown its
master.
Amadeus'
shoulder wasn't going to be healing anytime soon.
***
In times
past, Kasuto was a Hidden City, concealed behind a mountain pass. And then Zolf
the Elder Magician accidentally blew up the mountains while trying to perfect a
new recipe for chocolate cheesecake. His comments on the incident were very
short, sweet, and straight to the point.
"Oops."
In the
centuries since then, Kasuto had become a thriving center of trade, as the
easternmost port town in Hyrule Kingdom. It was the main port of trade for
silks, spices, and almost everything else from the fabulous eastern kingdoms.
For this reason, most of the population of Kasuto was made up of merchants, and
traders. Other professions were looked down on as inferior, and especially such
a lowly job as city manure-shoveller most definitely was not held in high esteem.
It was into this family that Miyu Brahms was born.
The Brahms
family never was rich. Dagron Brahms, a poor, humble man, married Yulia Saisei
at a young age, and between the two of them they were able to eek out a living.
He worked at "Cleaning the streets," while his wife worked as a
small-time tailor. Together they raised a quiet girl named Miyu, trying their
best to give her whatever they had in life. Their family's social standing
dashed most of their attempts at succeeding to the ground, but they survived
regardless. Miyu's experience growing up was not a pleasant one, and it
reflected itself in her quiet, withdrawn personality. She seemed cold and
distant, but it was actually just basic shyness around others. Amadeus had come
in like a hero, and moved the small family over to Hyrule's Capitol, taking
good care of the aging couple, as well as hiring their daughter as his personal
assistant. In many ways, it was like a fairy tale. Romance at Short Notice was
the Vizier's specialty.
And now,
after over ten years absence, Miyu Brahms returned to the town of her birth,
the thriving city of trade known as Kasuto. She was still young, technically-
only in the middle of her thirties- but still she felt somewhat old. Everyone
her age was probably long since married by this time, with a gaggle of little
kids to keep them company. She was still waiting for Amadeus to just give up,
marry her, and throw all of the ceremonies and customs aside, and the only
"little feet" in their home was a rather large wolf that liked to pee
on its master's chair. In that way, Miyu's fairy-tale life hadn't yet had its happy ending.
But now,
she was here on business.
The air was
refreshing, invigorating. The Zoruda sea added a certain kind of energy to the
air. Merchants, travelers, tourists, and residents hurried on with their lives,
busily running back and forth on this errand or that mission, hardly taking in
anything around them. Miyu, on the other hand, rode her horse very slowly and
deliberately through the city, taking it all in. One of the strange eastern
ships was at the port right now, its masts like cardboard spider webs; the
foreign sailors hurriedly unloading their precious cargo, chattering to each
other in a strange tongue. A gull cried overhead.
She breathed
in, smelling the sea salt in the air- Zoruda was inland, but still salt water-
and let herself relax for a bit. The first order of business was obtaining
lodging for the night. The second was finding out where this auction was taking
place.
She found
the answer to the second long before the first. Posters were tacked up
everywhere, advertising that Hatcham Lundar, the famously rich businessman, was
selling off a selection of his antiques. Each poster had a list of items
written in small print on the bottom, just to entice buyers into the event.
The Event of a
Lifetime!
Rare and Unusual
Treasures Sold for the Right Price!
Never Seen Before,
and Will Never be Seen Again!
Miyu shook
her head while looking them over.
"Do
these ads ever actually convince anybody?" she asked herself aloud.
"They've
got me interested!" came a voice from behind her. Miyu reigned her horse
around. There was a man, about her age, his dark hair just beginning to grey.
He had a rugged, hunter's look to him, although his clothing was very refined.
The man blinked.
"Don't
I know you?" He asked, squinting a bit as if that would help anything.
Miyu
shrugged. "I used to live here about ten years ago," she said,
"But you're probably thinking of someone else."
The man
scratched his chin for a second, before his face lit up in recognition.
"Oh, yeah... I remember now! You're that Brahms girl, right? So, what
brings you back here?"
Miyu
blinked. "Shinore Mandio?" She asked, picking a name out of thin air.
She was right.
He nodded.
"I'm surprised you remembered me. How's life been treating you?"
She
shrugged again. "Can't complain. You?"
"Farore
is smiling upon me," he said, grinning. "My business has taken off
like no other! I own one of the major trading companies in this port now. I
actually live elsewhere, but I'm here for the auction."
"Oh?"
she asked. "Are you looking at anything in particular?"
"Of
course!" He replied, still smiling to himself. "It's that black
'Heartstone' that's in the second column, down near the bottom. I've heard it
brings good luck!"
Somewhere
behind Miyu, a wheelbarrow fell over onto a crate of chickens. The ensuing
chaos and disaster only slightly described her feelings about having to bid
against one of the richest men in Kasuto... using Ama's money, no less.
Finding
lodging was much easier.
"I'm
sorry, ma'am," the innkeeper said through a thick, curly mustache,
"But we're all booked. Unless you've got some special importance around
here, I'll have to tell you to-"
"I'm
here in the name of Lord Amadeus de Castillo, Grand Vizier to Queen Zelda de
Amano. I'm here on official business concerning the auction." She held out
her right hand, displaying the signet ring while she spoke. The innkeeper made
several sputtering sounds, and then crossed a random name off the list of
reserved rooms.
"You've
got your yourself a room," he said, handing her a key. "But, may I
ask, M'Lady," the innkeeper added, "Exactly what is so important in
this auction that Lord Amadeus himself is sending someone?"
"He
collects antiques," She replied.
Later that
night, Miyu wondered to herself how Amadeus was doing back at the castle, and
whether he had remembered to feed Galyer as per instructions.
***
"GALYER!
BAD DOG!" Amadeus shouted, chasing the animal throughout Hyrule castle.
The chaos had started very shortly after Miyu had left, and so far had shown no
signs of slowing down. Even Queen Zelda herself had gotten caught up in the
insanity, as the Wolfos had decided to hide out on her throne for a while.
Right now, Galyer was simply running amok in the palace,
"accidentally" wrecking everything in sight with his large, wagging
tail.
"Bad
Galyer! This is not a game!" Amadeus shouted right before he slipped on a
rug, skidding into three candle stands and a wall. The Grand Vizier collapsed
ina heap of rug, tapestry, and brass.
His shoulder hurt.
"I've
got him!" Zelda shouted, taking the lead now. The young queen cut Galyer
off at an entranceway, hoping to stop the massive dog's progress. Moments
later, she had inadvertently ended up on the animal's back as it careened
through the halways like a mad ping pong ball. Servants, Attendants, and
guardsmen alike were knocked down like bowling pins by the overly excited dog
named Galyer. Amadeus freed himself from the rug and tapestry just in time to
get beaned on the head by a flying book. he never found out how it got to be
airborne, but he really didn't care all that much.
"I'll
never live to middle age," Amadeus De Castillo muttered as he got up and
chased after the dog again.
The chase
was long, and for the most part futile, but it ended in a truly amusing
three-way explosion inside of the magic lab that was too interesting to be
written down in mere words such as these.
But nobody got seriously injured, so everything was all
right.
***
Miyu rose
with the sun, and got herself ready for the auction in record time. She
showered, dressed, fixed her hair, and applied a light perfume before heading
out into Kasuto again. After eating a quick breakfast at the inn, courtesy of
the innkeeper's rather large and sweet-natured wife, Miyu made her way to the
auction itself just in time for its opening. The ran into Shinore Mandio there,
as the bidding began on an "Enchanted" candelabra that supposedly
would not set your house on fire. The man looked a little frazzled, as though
he hadn't gotten much sleep.
"Are
you all right?" She asked him casually, settling into her seat near the
front of the auction."
"Bleh,"
he responded, looking over to her with bloodshot eyes. "I had a room at
the local inn over there, but some bozo on 'Royal Business' took my room
without even considering who the original owner was. If I ever get a hold of
that guy, I'll wring his neck!" he made a few hand motions to indicate
that he really didn't feel much love for the person.
Miyu
fidgeted in her seat. The room suddenly felt warmer. She choked out a quick,
little response.
"A
pity," she said.
"Well,
it'll be worth it if I can get that stone," he muttered, cracking his
neck. The business life hadn't changed Shinore from the over-adventurous boy of
his youth.
"What
are you here for, anyway?"
"I'm
just bidding for a friend,"" she answered, giving him a friendly
(Read: NERVOUS) smile.
Shinore
grinned. "A special friend?"
Miyu's mind
raced a little. If she just came out and said "Amadeus de Castillo is my boyfriend of
ten years and hopeful fiance, and I'm here to buy the treasure that you're
hounding after," it would likely cause a riot, considering the man's current mood.
"No,"
she said, shaking her head, "Just an old acquaintance."
Oh, gods, don't let him hit on me, She
thought to herself. Shinore hit on her.
"You're
still single?" he asked. "Never would have thought that, with a face
like yours. I've always said that the prettiest women come from the poorest
families, after all."
That was
a sucky pickup line, Shinore silently admonished himself, and then quickly
tried to think up another one. Miyu was still wearing the signet ring, which
had slipped slightly so that the sign itself was not visible.
"That's
a beautiful ring you're wearing," he said, nodding his head, "Where'd
it come from?"
Miyu
panicked, and with an incredibly sleight-of-hand trick the ring seemed to
vanish. "What ring?" she said, lifting her hand up.
The man
blinked. "There was a ring on your finger just a short while ago. Metal.
Kind of thick. Hard to miss."
Miyu shook
her head. "No... I don't see a ring here... maybe you were looking at my
pen?" She said, lifting her pen up a little. The nice thing about auctions
in Kasuto is that the bidding was done by holding up miniature signs, and you
were allowed to talk or fidget otherwise without accidentally buying half of
the kingdom. Miyu glanced back over her shoulder to the auctioneer.
"Oh!
The stone's up for sale now!"
Resting on
the table on stage was a sizeable chunk of the Heartstone, roughly one-fourth
of the original.
"The
next item up for biding is one 'Heartstone," The grizzled auctioneer read
off from a que card, carefully adjusting his false teeth. "It is purported
to have strange mystical powers... which aren't listed here. However, it also
dates back to ancient Hyrule. The bidding will start at one thousand."
Shinore
raised his sign.
"that's
good," the auctioneer grinned through his false teeth. "Do I have
two?"
Miyu raised
her sign. Shinore blinked a few times, shrugged, and went on.
"Do I
have three?"
"Ten
thousand," The merchant said casually.
The
auctioneer nodded.
"Twenty
thousand!" Miyu called out.
"What
the hell are you doing, Miyu? Forty thousand!"
"Don't
ask," she replied, "Seventy-five thousand!"
"This
must be a really rich friend of yours. Two hundred thousand!"
"Five
hundred thousand!" she said without offering a further response. There was
silence for a moment.
"Well,"
the auctioneer said, still grinning through those teeth, "it seems that
supply and demand is still in effect. Five hundred thousand is the current bid.
Do I have-"
"One
million!" Shinore shouted, apparently desperate for the stone. "I bid
one million rupees for the Heartstone!"
Miyu
silently tried to calculate how much money Amadeus had. His salary from the
Queen was incredibly large, and he was easily worth several million... but how
much would break him? A hunch told her to try for the absurd.
"One
million and one rupees!" She shouted. Someone in the audience laughed. The
auctioneer re-set his teeth again, retaining that smile.
"Well...
it seems the lady drives a... hard bargain. How about our gentleman here? Do
you think that you can top her... incredible... increment?"
Shinore
looked over at Miyu, sweating slightly. He glanced back to the auctioneer.
"Damn,"
he said.
The
auctioneer's teeth fell out. He scooped them back up.
"...One
million and one..." He said, still annunciating correctly despite the
missing teeth. "Going once... going twice... Please, somebody...
anybody...? Sold! To the dark-haired lady in white sitting in front!"
Shinore
raised an eyebrow.
"And
how exactly do you think you're going to pay for all of this?" he asked.
She put her
signet ring on. "I'm here courtesy of Lord Amadeus de Castillo," she
said in a moment of victory, before going up to claim her prize. "He has
good credit."
Shinore
gaped.
Fifteen
minutes later, Shinore Mandio was speaking to some of his lesser-known, but
muscular.
"I
want the girl removed," he said. "She embarrassed me."
The three
burly men nodded.
***
Miyu
finished packing quickly, being sure to tip the innkeeper and his wife
generously out of her own pocket. She wrapped the stone up, and carefully
stored it in a sealed box deep in the center of her luggage. If it meant her
life, she was going to get that thing back to Amadeus in one piece. Checking
that she had everything, Miyu Brahms rode out of the inn and away from her
hometown. It was then that the three thugs stepped out of the shadows.
The one in
the center was a Moblin wielding a huge club. The other two were Hylians of about
the same size.
"Hold
it there, pretty lady," the Moblin growled, "Ye've got somethin' we
want."
"And
that would be?" Miyu asked, feigning innocence. She had already figured it
out.
"The
black rock. Fork it over, and we won't beat ya too hard," came the
snarling reply.
Miyu
thought back to the little bit of magic that Amadeus had taught her, and lifted
one arm into the air.
"There
are plenty of rocks here," she said. "Just find one and paint it
black."
"Insolent
brat!" came the response. "Bill! Mort! Get her!"
Miyu thrust
her hand toward the ground, slightly hampered by the presence of her horse. She
cast the spell known as Din's Fire, creating a surging, spreading ring of flame
around her and her steed. The three thugs were knocked on their backs, completely
stunned if not a little injured. By the time that they had gotten back up, Miyu
had already sped her horse down the path.
Bill was
angry at the loss, and Mort had started to cry. But Harry, ever the crafty
Moblin, searched around the shore until he had found a smooth, black wedge of
stone, and they presented it to their master.
Shinore
Mandio never knew the difference.
***
Miyu rode
up to the gate of Hyrule Castle, and then off to the side where she and Amadeus
lived. She took the small bag she had carried with her, and let the servants
tend to her horse. Walking around, Miyu called out for her significant other.
"Ama!
I'm home! The auction went well! We've got the stone... Ama? Hello?"
It was at
that moment that the charging Wolfos, this time with both Queen and Vizier
inexplicably attached to it via three leather straps and a broom, came charging
through the room, its tail wagging like a hyperactive fan blade.
Miyu shook
her head, and pointed to the ground.
"Bad
Galyer!" She said. "Sit! Stay! No treat for you!"
Galyer
obeyed. He missed his Mommy.
Miyu
laughed. Things were just fine, all right.