She tries to break free

As the Gerudo woman asked her question, Sheik had been reaching for a deku nut, a blasting pellet that would blind her assailant. She subtly raised her hand to throw the pellet down, only for her arm to be held back by a grip like steel. Suddenly she felt herself tumble, as her legs were kicked out from under her. She fell in a heap on her back, and as she regained her senses she could feel the sword's tip at the tip of her chin.

The gerudo woman smirked knowing she had Sheik thoroughly beaten, "Now I'll ask again, who are you." Sheik refused to answer, she glared at the woman with her unnaturally red eyes, ready to die before she would give this woman anything. Then the gerudo woman did something Sheik couldn't have expected, she laughed. "I could kill you right here and now, and yet you refuse to say anything. I respect that." She lowered the sword, still keeping its tip hovering above Sheik, but no longer at the ninja's throat. "I am called Nabooru, chief of the Gerudo." Sheik said nothing, not wanting to move for fear of the sword above her, but not wanting to speak either.

Sheik felt Nabooru look her in the eye, and she saw a sly look in the gerudo woman's eyes. Nabooru flipped her scimitar, holding it backwards in her right hand as she held out her left to the woman she had just pointed a sword at. Sheik tentatively took her hand before being pulled to her feet. "According to Ganondorf's orders, I should have killed you on sight." Nabooru explained, "However, he has lost favor among us over the past seven years." For a moment, Sheik felt as if might be left go. "Clearly you are an enemy of the evil king, yet, I cannot let you leave this fortress without consequence."

Sheik raised an eyebrow in confusion before she saw Nabooru lunge towards her with her scimitar in hand. Sheik raised her arms in a hopeless defense against the onslaught she had expected. But she was shocked when she didn't feel the pain of a blade cutting through her flesh. Instead she felt air against her bare skin as her clothes were shredded before her eyes. Nabooru's blade weaved in a flurry of movement, never cutting close enough to cut Sheik's skin and before long the ninja's outfit was in tatters at her feet.

Sheik's cheeks grew red with embarrassment as she moved to cover her now naked body. All the while completely forgetting to cover her face. It didn't matter, she thought, my body itself is the disguise, she wouldn't recognize me for who I am. Though her identity was the least of Sheik's worries as she fell to her knees and with one hand still covering her breasts, she searched her tattered clothes with one hand. Hoping to find some fabric to salvage, but to no avail.

Nabooru laughed at the now naked ninja, "You are free to leave the fortress as you are now." Sheik glared at her, "But," Nabooru continued with a smirk. "If you'd like a change of clothes, you could always barter for them. We Gerudo are avid traders after all."

Sheik pondered the offer for a moment, she looked Nabooru in the eye, silently asking what needed to be offered for the clothes.