Walk naked through the streets.

"What?!" Midna shrieked, she scowled at Zant. She knew he was evil, but on top of that he was a complete pervert.

Zant's thin lips twisted into a sadistic smile, "Now Midna, do you dare to speak against my order, so soon after you said you'd follow them." He faked a resigned sigh, "Oh well, I suppose I must go **** that boy now." He stood up from his throne and turned towards the door.

"Wait!" Zant turned to look back as Midna cried out, "I- I'll do it." She **** the words from her lips, she felt utterly helpless.

Zant smiled once again, "Very well." He turned and continued walking, "I'll be watching for your debut at dawn Midna." He called over his shoulder. "Don't be late." His laugh sounded like the shriek of metal against stone.

Midna was left alone in the throne room, she was positive that guards would come by soon and take her to her cell. Then, she would have less than a day to prepare herself for what was to come next.