He shouldn't have waited for someone to get rid of that self-proclaimed artist before finally growing a spine. He should never have let Yuga browbeat him into submission in the first place. But if there was one thing Ravio was painfully aware of, it was the fact that he wasn't entirely blameless. Hilda had joined in a little too eagerly, but considering how desperate she was – how desperate he was – he didn't really blame her for taking any excuse she was offered. Yuga figured out quickly that the one thing in the world that was guaranteed to make Ravio fly into an incoherent rage was insulting Sheerow. Another one was his love for rupees, or his low-risk approach, or his animal companion. It was only one of the small things about Ravio Yuga used to discredit him. Then his occasional bouts of stuttering suddenly turned into a problem. Until they discovered Hyrule's Triforce, that is. She had always taken it into consideration. Moreover, Ravio didn't need to worry about a certain advisor hovering his smug face around and ridiculing every word he said.Īdmitted, there had been a lot of words and not all of them deserved to be defined as articulate, but then again, he was Ravio! Princess Hilda knew that he wasn't the smoothest of speakers whenever something upset him. It was the first time in what felt like forever that they weren't fighting over something. He reasoned that he stuck around the Sacred Realm because his princess did, but suspected that this vague justification worked two ways. But hey, I've been waiting too long to write this, so here we go! This is more of a character study than anything, and it's probably going to drown in the influx of Breath of the Wild fanfic.
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