He seemed to consider it even as he drained his goblet. Ultimately however, he leaned back and gave a slow shake of his head. "No, I think not. It will be enough that you see my resolve here."

To hear some say it, Ganondorf was a hero. They praised his name for his great deeds. In Mair, he was beloved by his people and treated like a god. Without the taint of his reputation, it had been easy to regain that favor and trust he had so carefully forged in his youth. Only now he was better and wiser. He wondered how many of his fellow shardbearers would risk their life to save him, if it came to it.