***Disclaimer***

I don't own Zelda or anything else. This is just fanfiction. So don't take it too seriously. Oh and this goes into effect for all future chapters.

Sunlight glistened down on the courtyard of Hyrule Castle. Two figures basked silently in its rays. Princess Zelda was deep in her studies. She was watched by her caretaker, Narcissa. Narcissa moved a single strand of her ghostly white hair out of her vision. Her red eyes not once strayed from the princess. She was her guardian, and had been since the princess's birth sixteen years ago.

"I'm tired of reading about stupid politics!" Zelda exclaimed. Her blue eyes obviously showed signs of fatigue. She had been studying for hours now.

"You know that these politics will one day be those by which you rule the kingdom?" Narcissa replied to the angsty teenager. "You might not see it now, but one day your knowledge will be your strongest weapon."

"I understand that," Zelda replied, "But I won't be running this kingdom for years. Father is still in his prime. It might be another thirty of forty years before I become queen." Narcissa reflected at the truth behind the young woman's words. The king was the shining image of health. He went on weekly hunts with the knights, and he often participated in sword fighting tournaments with them. Hyrule had been at peace for many years. It was truly a golden age of peace and prosperity.

"You must be prepared for the worst no matter what life is like now," Narcissa said. Suddenly, the caretaker's head jerked towards the gate to the courtyard as a figure walked towards the pair. The figure was Narcissa's teenage son, Tylus. Narcissa sighed as she realized this meant that there was no hope for the princess to return to her studies.

"Your majesty," Tylus said as he bowed to Zelda. "I hope mother hasn't bored you to death this morning."

"Not quite yet," Zelda replied. "I was just about to take a break." Narcissa sighed again but showed no further opposition to the princess's break from her studies. The girl had always had an iron will. That is very good for a ruler, but not for a student.

Tylus sat down beside Zelda. His white hair gleamed in the sunlight. His eyes were red, just like his mothers. They shone with restlessness beyond most teenage boys. "Mom, why don't you tell us a story."

Narcissa thought this over. I guess it is time. She sat beside Zelda and Tylus. "I will only do this because the princess has been working so hard over the past few days. She deserves a break." Silence enveloped the garden for a brief moment. There was a certain serene quality to the sight. Narcissa took a deep breath and began.

"This is a story as old as time itself. It has been handed down for ages and is the heart of all Hylian myth and lore. This is the story of the Sheikah promise."

Author's Notes:

Well this is my first story ever. I hope you like it! This IS just the prologue of course so go read the next chapter! Then review! Reviews are good for the soul. Oh by the way this story won't be a dungeon crawler. I think it's best for the story's health if it isn't, since they are kind of hard to write. This story will NOT feature Link, so if you don't like that then read it anyways and then review about it and then leave.