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“Link, sit down before you overexert yourself or so help me Hylia.”
𝄻I am making bread. I will sit when the bread is baking𝄻 Link signed back
“Then do you mind if I stand behind you? Your physical stamina has been down a fair bit for the past few weeks, especially in the morning, and I don’t want you to hurt yourself.” Her partner stepped closer in the confines of the earthen kitchen, built using traditional Gerudo methods, wrapping their arms around his wife's waist.
𝄻I’ll be fine, it’s only a few more minutes anyways. You worry to much, Gan, but you’re always welcome to come hold me𝄻 Link bumped his head against Ganon's chest, chuckling softly.
"He's right, Link. You can sit down on one of the stools while you form your loaves, silly princet." Zelda calls out from the opposite room, taken momentarily from her reading by her partners.
𝄻I think exercise is better for the little one and me than rest. You both worry too much. Now move, Ganon, I need to put the bread in to bake and I don’t want to have an accident because there is a much taller person behind my very pregnant self.𝄻
As soon as Link has set the timer for the oven on the purah pad, Ganon scoops her up, depositing her on the divan in the next room, where Zelda and Ganon lavish her with attention as she giggles.