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Link tilted his head and added two green rupees.

“They’re only worth one.”

"Then that's fine. But I need them all..." yeah they're not going to fit in her hat. She swung her knapsack off and held it open. "Trick or trick," she said. Then she looked to Jay. "If even one goes missing I will spit you in your sleep."

“Nice try. I just gave you two extra than we agreed on,” Link laughed, unbothered.

She laughed. "I meant put them in the bag idiot. And that I wanted those two extra so I had all the colors. Unless there was a color I'm missing still?"

“Those are the colors I have on me. There’s purple and gold too, but, I don’t have ‘em.”

Freddie whistled. "Well next time you come make sure you bring some. C'mon we can sit on the bleachers for the reading."

“Alright.”

It was an agreement to both, although, he had no plans to return, or give their king access to Hyrule.

She put her bag on her shoulders as they got to the Tourney field. She headed for the bleachers and climbed up a few rows and settled into one of the benches, putting the bag on the floor beside her on the higher side. She was straddling it to use the bench in front of her as a table. "Sit sit, let's see what the cards have to say..."

Link sat down, very interested in the process.

She reached into her skirt pocket and picked out a large deck of tarot like cards wrapped in dark purple and red cloths.

Jay climbed up and stood nearby, arms crossed. "Just checking, is this how you got Jorden in trouble and blew the pipe at Ally's parents' tea shop?"

Freddie looked quickly to Link. "No refunds."

“None expected. I broke a windmill once,” Link remarked, wholly unbothered.

Freddie gave him an odd look, trying to figure out what he meant by that, but then shrugged and shuffled. "Regular reading or full on shadow magic?"

“What’s the difference?”

He hesitated. “Whatever gets you in the least trouble.”

She laughed a bit. "I'm not generally the one that gets in trouble with Shadow Magic. Oh, you'll probably hate me, but you won't be here, so... ask if I care?"

“I’m guessing the answer is ‘nope’,” Link said, feeling amused.

"Oh look, he's got half a brain. Okay blondie, time to choose."

“Regular, I suppose.”

Better to be safe than sorry.

“Even though my brother Shadow might’ve chosen opposite.”

"Well when he shows up, he can pay me for a reading of his own." She started shuffling. "So the question is how to get home, correct?"

Link sincerely hoped Shadow wouldn’t get pulled there.

“Right. To Hyrule.”

"Alright, Let's see what we can do without help from the other side shall we?" She drew out a few cards and then set the rest of the deck aside. "Don't fail me now," she said under her breath to the cards. She started to turn them over one at a time. The first was a building in shockingly clean white with gold domes over various parts of it, sitting in the sand. She frowned a bit and turned the next. An airplane. The third, a pirate ship for the skull and crossbones flying. The fourth a bright red coat.

"So like what?" Jay asked, leaning closer, and trying to slip one of the gems of Link's person as he did...

Link was looking at the cards one second, the next he was shoulder checking Jay and climbing around his neck to bring him down.

“Hands. OFF.”

Jay laughed, trying to pull him off. "And here I was, sure you were going to be boring."

This would prove to be a challenge. Link was stronger than he looked, and at nearing fourteen, stronger than he had been, and he was hanging on tight.

“Do you just routinely try and rob guys?”

He was enjoying the fight. "Yeah, pretty much," he said with a laugh.

"How do you think his father kept the shelves of their junk shop filled," Freddie said, watching with some mild amusement. "It is amazing to me, how often Anthony Tremane would pay for his own watch back."

"Well, maybe of he wasn't such a stuck up little snob I wouldn't find him such a worthwhile target. That and it is a nice watch. Sure we can't keep this kid? he'd be better at Tourney than Carlos is."

"DUDE is better at tourney than Carlos, and he's a DOG," Freddie pointed out.

Link decided there was no point in actively trying to to harm someone who wasn’t trying to rob him anymore, and whom seemed to be enjoying fighting too much.

He let go and dropped back to the bleacher, looking wary and solemn. “Don’t steal my stuff. If you need something, ask.”

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