So, there you have it: the truth. I understand that it's a lot to take in . But you must understand why this tale has been kept secret for so long, only spoken between the walls of Hyrule Castle.
As I sit here, on my throne, I cannot help but recall memories of younger days with fond nostalgia. I pine for the simplicity of playing in the castle gardens with my toy bow and my best friend: before my father's death; before the bloodshed; before the inevitable intervention of fate, and the passing of time.
Unfortunately, we live in the here-and-now; a more dangerous and ruthless era of uncertainty and unpredictability. Hyrule in more unstable than it has ever been. Evil consistently creeps through the cracks, bearing its teeth with a glint in its eyes, as it waits for the opportunity to rise again.
Nevertheless, I believe that the Sheikah will always be there, ready to assist my family, and defend the whole of Hyrule from whatever despicable villains may arise to challenge the good.
You don't believe me? So be it. As long as the secret of the Sheikah tribe never passes your lips. The truth must never escape these Castle walls. Can I trust you?