The wagon bumped along. It was not a comfortable ride. The wooden bench was not a pleasant surface to bounce on.

Whitney whispered, "What where you saying about Hyrule? Isn't that a video game?"

Cora nodded. "Yes. I thought the place looked familiar. I heard the guards say 'Gerudo', and when I saw the crest on their armor, I was sure then. That beach, it was the beach in Majora's Mask."

Whitney sat back against the wagons wall, shaKing her head in disbelief. "How did this happen? How could it happen?"

Cora thought. "At that shop, that gold piece... when we touched it... remember?"

Whitney nodded. "What was it? This is too weird. Was it some time traveling thing? Like, I don't even know what to think."

Cora shrugged. "I'm just as clueless... There wasn't anything like that in the games that I remember. The only way you traveled through time was with the ocarina. I don't know." She hadn't gotten a good look at it. It had been buried underneath a white cloth, it could of been anything. She had thought it was jewelry, but it could of been an object, the hilt of a sword, it could of been the triforce its self for all she knew.

"How are we going to get back home?" Whitney whispered.

"I don't know..." Cora's voice trailed off. That was a very good question. Could, they get home? "I do know that we first have to work our way through this situation. If I'm correct, those are Hyrule soliders. In the game, they're the good guys."

Whitney scoffed. "Except that they've taken us prisoner."

"It is strange. It could be because, apparently, we speak a different language. That could complicate the matter of getting home, too," Cora explained.

Cora went the rest of the ride silent. She needed to be left to her thoughts. Everything she knew about the Legend of Zelda was running through her mind. At what point in the storyline is she present? Does that even matter? Why is she here? A thought came to Cora. If these were Hyrule's guards, that meant they were probably going to Hyrule Castle. Princess Zelda should be there. If she could just talk to her, or get her attention, I bet she would listen. If anyone knew what was going on, or how to get her back home, it would be Princess Zelda.

It was getting dark; Cora could see the sun setting behind a mountain ridge. The wagon came to a stop. Through the bars, Cora could see the guards circle up, one of them dropping some wood in the middle to start a fire. They all took a turn at stretching and removing some of their armor. With their helmets off, Cora could see their faces better. They all had either blonde and brown hair, cut short. Their features were fairly similiar, but in general, Cora couldn't see anything about them that would suggest they weren't everday people she would see on the street, except, for one detail. Her eyes fell upon their ears; they were long and pointed. Cora reached up and felt her ears; they were still rounded. No wander they thought they were Gerudo's. That could be a complication, Cora thought.

One of the guards came to the door, opened it, and said one word. Cora assumed this meant "out". She hoped out of the wagon, silently followed by Whitney. She wandered if they were speaKing Hylian. She guessed it was different from english. The guard took a length of rope, looped it between Cora and Whitneys tied hands, and then tied it to the edge of the wagon. Cora and Whitney sat down on the ground. Cora watched as the guard left them there and joined the other guards in conversation. Whitney laid her head on Cora's shoulder, letting out a tired sigh. The guards began to circle around a small fire. They would occassionally motion towards where they sat. Cora wished she could understand what they were saying.

She started thinKing about the dream she had had lastnight. The women was so stunning, nothing but pure beauty. Cora smelt food and looked up to where the guards were. Her stomach growled. It didn't look like they were going to be eating anything tonight. She thought it was a little strange for Hylian soliders to take prisoners, especially for no reason. She hoped this would all be sorted out.

"Are we going to make it out of here alive?" Whitney asked.

"I hope so. The Hylian soliders weren't really known for being brutal. I think we'll find some answers once we arive at the castle," Cora answered.

"I know I always said I liked adventure, but this was a bit more than I wanted," Whitney said.

Cora laughed. This drew the attention of the soldiers and she quickly quieted down. "I agree," she said.

"Do you think they're going to share?" Whitney said, refrencing the delicous smells coming from the fire.

"Doubt it," Cora sighed.

They sat in silence. After all the tossing and turning from lastnight, Cora was tired. She leaned her head back against the wagon and quickly fell asleep.

She was standing in the clearing again. She scanned the field for the lady, and sure enough, she was there. She was standing excatly in the center. Cora took a few steps towards her feeling drawn to her. The lady was just as stunning as the first time she had seen her.

"Ah, Cora, you've made it," her voice bounced around the field, echoing slightly. Cora furrowed her brow. The lady knew her.

"Where am I, excatly?" Cora inquired.

"Hyrule, of course," the lady answered, her answer echoing.

Cora paused and thought. Was she just dreaming, her mind trying to grope for answers, or was this something more?

"Who are you, and why am I here?" she inquired.

"I forget you humans dont recognise me.I am Din, the Goddess of power, the Goddess of sand, the mountain Goddess; I have many names. But I am one in the same," Din explained.

Cora sat down. Her head was begining to spin. This was deifnitely not just a dream. "Why am I here?"

Din chuckled. "Simple, because you are needed here, and I brought you here. More will be explained in time, child."

Cora was a little irked to be called 'child', but she supposed that compared to a Goddess, she was a child. The image of Din was becoming blurry.

Her eyes opened at the feeling of someone shaKing her. Still half asleep, she was being pulled to her feet and thrown back into the wagon. She sat on the bench, her head against the wagons wall. Her head hurt. She was hungry and thirsty. She looked at Whitney; she looked about the same.

"Whitney, have you had any dreams?"

Whitney shook her head no. "Why do you ask?"

Cora bit her bottom lip. "I've been having some strange ones. I dreamt about the Goddess, Din."

"Who's Din?" Whitney questioned.

Cora forgot that Whitney didn't know as much about the Legend of Zelda. "Din is one of the three Goddess's that created Hyrule. She told me she brought me here, but wouldn't say why."

Whitney gave me a weird look. "It was just a dream. It doesn't necesarilly mean anything."

"I thought so at first too, but I really think I was meant to dream it," Cora explained.

"Ok... doesn't explain much," Whitney let out a sigh, sounding confused. Cora let it drop; she was sure she sounded crazy. Goddess's? Their whole life they had been raised believing there was only one God, and now they were in a different world, with three Goddess's. Cora shook her head.

Cora wasn't sure how long they had been traveling before she felt a bump, and the sound of the wheels going over wood. Her first thought was the draw bridge outside of Hyrule Castle. She peered out of the bars; she was right. She could hear the horses hooves clacKing across the stone-paved road. She could see the towns people maKing way for the wagon and peering curiously into the wagon before turning back to whatever they had been doing. A few children chased after the wagon, shouting in that same unknown language. Cora wasn't sure why she was shocked by their clothing, she should of expected it. The women all wore ankle-length dresses, brightly colored with artistic stitching along the boarders. All the men wore knee-length leather boots, trousers, and tunics. They were decorated in the same colorful fashion. In a strange way, Cora liked it; the clothing had a festive feel. She felt the wagon turning, and the images of the towns people moving from view.

On either side of her were rows of trees, brightly bloomed in various flowers. Cora's eyes found shades of purple, white, blue, and pink. The air smelt sweet and warm.

"It's beautiful," Whitney said in awe. "Was that Hyrule?" she added.

Cora smiled. "Well, that was Castle town, I think. Hyrule is this whole place."

Whitney nodded in understandment.

The wagon pulled to a halt around the backside of the castle. The guards hurridly opened the wagons door and drug the two girls out. Cora barely had a chance to see the castle. What she caught was beautiful and massive. It was made with identical, grey, stone blocks, and completely surrounded with a beautiful garden. LooKing over her shoulder, she saw that the trees made a beautiful lined path leading to the castle, almost like a red carpet. Flower beds had been planted strategically, either encirlcing the trunks of massive trees, or creating lovely sitting areas. She wanted a better view, but she was pulled inside. She nearly stumbled down the steps that opened up into a wide room. The lighting was dim. There were a few lantern like sconces lit near the entrance. Besides that, the only other light was a massive fire place that was stationed behind a long wooden table.

Even in the dark, Cora could tell that the table's edges had been finely decorated with various carvings. There were several chairs lining either side, some of which were occupied. In one of the chairs, was who Cora could only guess, was the King of Hyrule. He looked powerful. His shoulders were broad, and his skin looked rough and worn. He wore a white tunic that was embelished with beautiful thread, depicting the same crest on the guards armor. He wore a beautiful golden necklace; it comprised of several golden disks linked together. Cora was sure they were beautifully detailed, but she could not see. Over his white tunic was a red robe. It shone, almost like velvet. Upon his head shone a golden crown, in the center was a ruby triangle, golden wings rising from the crown and encircling it. Even in the dim light, his blue eyes shone, though they had a curious vaccant expression.

To the King's right was a man who was wearing a black cloak. He had a severly elongated face that looked slightly comical to Cora. His dark eyes bore into Cora, an amused smile upon his face. The men pulled Whitney and Cora to the front of the table. The guards spoke to the King, who then turned to the man on his right. The man spoke to the King, who vaccantly turned back to his audience, and gave an order. Cora found this odd, but she dismissed it. A guard brought forth a man whos hands were shackled together. He wore a tattered red tunic that barely covered his thin body. His skin was darkly tanned and wrinkly. He gave Cora and Whitney a slight nod of the head.

"Hi, my name Ruul. I am the interpretor," he stated.

Cora's head reeled. "Interpretor? What are you speaKing, excatly?"

The guy looked confused. "Gerudo, of course."

Cora looked at him wide-eyed. "Gerudo? Listen, I'm speaKing English-If I could just explain-"

The man to the right of the King interupted her, asKing the interpretor something. Cora was getting quite frustrated with not being able to understand what was being said.

Ruul turned back to her. "Why have you come to spy? What information you seek?"

Whitney shook her head, chuckling at his broken English. "No, not spies, not Gerudo. We're lost."

Ruul turned to her. "Lost? Where from?"

Whitney opened her mouth and then stopped. She looked to Cora. Cora thought for a moment. "Somewhere far from Hyrule. We... were ship wrecked, and washed up on the beach where you found us."

Ruul relayed the information to the cloaked man. The man jumped from his seat, laughing. He was quite excited about something, Cora wished she knew why.

"Who is he?" Cora questioned.

Ruul ignored her. He nodded to the man, and began to relay a message. "Apep says you failed spies have been captured, and will have punishment. No Gerudo trespass! Word will spread."

Cora was a little confused. She was pretty sure the man had said more, but Ruul's English was failing him.

"Punishment? Can you clarify that?" Whitney sounded annoyed. Cora was sure she was fed up with the poor English, as well.

Ruul shifted uncomfortably. Quitely, he said, "I have said what Lord Apep wished."

Apep? The name was not familiar to Cora, defitnitely not a character from the game.

"No, we're NOT Gerudo. Look at us; I don't see any red hair," Cora stated. She was becoming quite frustrated with all of this.

Ruul nodded. "True, you don't look like normal Gerudo. You are tan," he motioned to Cora, "and you have round ears," he said, referring to them both.

Cora looked at herself. She knew the rounded ears were going to get them in trouble. She was naturally olive-colored, but she wasn't that tan. She looked to Whitney. Whitney was ghostly pale, but those ears. Cora couldn't believe they thought they were Gerudo's. She looked back to the table. The King was still sitting, starring straight ahead. Cora found it quite odd that he hadn't said anything. She felt herself being pulled from behind.

"King! We are not Gerudo spies! Please hear us out!" Cora shouted.

The King ignored her plea. Whitney and her where dragged down the hall, exiting the room. Cora assumed they were in a dungeon, or at least a lower level. The stone walls were darker and slightly moist. They took a few turns before they entered a room that had several jail cells. They were thrown into a cell. Thankfully, they untied their hands, and left them alone in the cell. In the cell was one small wooden cot and a basin that would normally hold water. Cora inspected it, to see that it was empty. Her mouth suddenly felt very dry. She was reminded that it had been a day since she had anything to eat or drink.

"Cora, what are we going to do... they think we're spies, what if they kill us?" Whitney looked at her.

"No, no... I don't think they'd do that..." Cora said. She was really unsure. The King seemed so vaccant. They had said 'punishment'. Cora couldn't recall any form of punishment being shown in the game. Whitney and her sat down on the cot. Cora brought Whitney to her and hugged her.

"Don't worry, we're going to figure this out. If nothing else, at least we're here together," Cora said, trying to reassure her friend.

Whitney returned the hug and smiled. "Yeah, that's true..."

A thought occured to Cora. She peered underneath the cot and then sat back up, deflated.

"What are you doing?" Whitney asked.

Cora laughed. "Well, in one of the games, there was always like, a mouse hole underneath the cots in the cells. Except, the whole was big enough for you to crawl through, so..."

Whitney laughed. "No giant-mouse holes?"

Cora shook her head. It had been a silly idea. How, why, would a mouse ever create a whole that big? It had seemed worth it, though. She sat beside Whitney, leaving against the wall.

"We'll get through this. If Din meant to bring me here, I'm sure she'll keep us safe," Cora smiled. Had she just said a prayer?

On that thought, Cora murmurred, "Din, save us."