No one believed me.

This nightmare is far more than that; I don't know how yet, but I know it foretells tragedy. Father insists that he is far too busy to listen to the ramblings of his eleven year old daughter. Apparently, we are expecting an envoy from the Gerudo tribe to arrive shortly. My heart inexplicably twists in anxiety.

The girl awoke with a start.

Confused, she tried to remember what it was that had awoken her so suddenly. Was it something from a dream? And the more she thought of it, the less she could remember of her nighttime visions at all. Dread dwelled like a weight in the pit of her stomach, while the back of her right hand began to tingle, a strange habit that had recently developed.

She looked over at the clock… With four more hours to sleep, the girl cursed her insomnia. Rolling over onto her side, she willed away the bad feelings and fell back to sleep.

I have seen him. Ganondorf. The man who will bring about the destruction of my fair Hyrule. When he was presented to me, my breath caught in my throat at the look in his yellow eyes; a look of lust for power and immense greed. A feeling of doom quickly stole through me as he bowed, a knowing smirk plastered on his face. I know that the dark storm clouds in my dream symbolize this man, but as of yet, he hasn't shown anything but amiability towards my father. Because of my unwillingness to keep my suspicions to myself, Father forbade me from attending the council meeting later, something he never does as he values my opinions above all others… But never mind.

Maybe I'll suggest a stroll in the gardens to Impa; there are always ways to escape her eye, and she herself was the best teacher. I believe the milk delivery is expected today, so the guards should be sufficiently distracted as well. If I remember correctly, there should be a window in the courtyard that looks into the throne room.