Dark waters stirred in rippling puddles from hooves that thundered in the night after rain. The convoy of carts and wagons bore families crossing the fields of Hyrule. Escorted by the Hyrulean guard, they were led by a knight of blue steel who stood tall in the saddle and rode forefront. But then he raised his arm in halt of the train. For they were met by a company of Hylians that came across distressed, weary, and desperate.

"My lord knight!" Greeted a man who approached to speak, "Have you a moment to aid?"

"What seems to be the trouble?" The knight enquired.

And the man returned. "We were waylaid by Gerudo earlier today as we were taking down our camp. For we were making our way north to Castletown to seek haven. … It was just a company of them of maybe twenty-five; whereby, we were able to hold ourselves well enough to repel them. But we have taken great casualties of wounded and our supplies are mostly damaged."

Then the blue knight bade word to his company and convoy under his charge. "Take them in and care for their wounded as best as you can." Then he turned back to the man. "You are welcome to come with us. … Mr.?"

"Korovan" Said the man gratefully, "And who might you be Sir Knight?"

"Aldil" The knight answered, "Sir Aldil of Lanayru"

And Korovan nodded respectfully, "I shall remember it. And thank you for your kindess in not turning us away. And forgive us the inconvenience of causing your delay and adding weight upon you with our wounded, endangering your own."

"Indeed I must concern first for the safety of our own," Returned Aldil, "and there is great risk as you speak truly. Yet, even so, we cannot turn a blind eye to your needs. Else, we should be guilty as those who attacked you." But then his blue eyes changed demeanor from compassion to a certain anxiousness. "But the less we speak now and the sooner we move, the better." And then Aldil rushed the company to continue onward.

And they traveled eastward through night as Korovan learned that the convoy was moving from near Lake Hylia in the Lanayru province. "Sir Aldil rings a familiar name to me." He spoke in mulling thought with a Lanayruean.

"That is because Sir Aldil is the Second Knight of Lanayru," The Hylian came back with excitement, "overanked in the Hyrulean guard only by Valhes of Lanayru, the First Knight of Hyrule. And Sir Aldil is also a legend for his courage in defense of the people of Hyrule against the menace of the invading thieves. Moreover, it is also said that he is of royal blood; however, distant kin from the majesties of the crown. For his lineage goes back several generations as his ancestral father Denovir was a prince and third brother to Noshir, King and grandson as then heir of the Hero of Sky."

Upon the following day as they continued eastward, they were approaching to be in position just north of Faron. And Korovan's friend Cirza, of a grumbling countenance and known for a sour disposition of character, was displeased with the convoy's course of direction.

"Why in Hyrule would we be heading east to get to Castle Town that is north?" Cirza complained to Korovan, "Will we circle the entire perimeter of Hyrule's Fields in giving the enemy more time and opportunity to strike?"

But a soldier of the guard overheard and was quick to intercede in behalf of his lord's leadership. "Gerudo forces have often occupied the fields of late with the route to their home giving direct access in direct flank of the fields from the west. A direct route would be lengthy and highly probable for attack from exposing ourselves. … My lord hopes to reduce the likelihood of being overwhelmed as we abide the southern marches of the fields until we reach a more preferable position to head swiftly north for the city."

Though Cirza replied angrily, "And how does he calculate which risk outweighs the other? How much does he risk? He is just a knight in leading risk of his "charge"? Does Sir Aldil risk as much as the rest of us?!"

And the soldier paused in a moment of sobriety, "Yes."

To which, Cirza's brows furrowed. "Oh really? How so?"

"His wife and expecting child travel with us on this convoy. And he has been known to have fully devoted his life to them." He paused as he gazed upon Cirza sternly. "They are literally his whole world."

Cirza had no answer, but in his pride he huffed. And then Korovan reprimanded him. "You are wrong to accuse a knight of placing his own interests above the ours when he has so kindly taken us in their care, adding to their risks."

"It begs great questions for complaint when leaders show ill judgment in their decisions." Returned Cirza in sharply excusing himself.

Yet that was not enough for Korovan. "You will be quiet on such matters in the decisions of the knight lest your discord bring a greater risk on all of us. And if you so much as speak again, I will report you to King Nohansen. Then we'll see if his judgment shares in favor of your opinion and actions."

And then Cirza, with a clamped mouth, turned to walk alone in his bitterness.

They made camp that night, and the evening watchmen were set. When Aldil went to check on his wife, a maid hastily approached him with wide eyes. "The Lady has reached her time my lord. She is in labor and I am on my way to fetch forth the physician." And then she sped off.

When he made his way to approach the cart, he withheld by a maid. "You mustn't enter my lord as you will only distract her. She needs to focus on her strength and on the child."

Thus, Aldil paced his way to the edge of camp and stood still and serene as his breath would then pace, and his eyes would dance with excitement and worry. "So, this is what it's like." He spoke aloud as little more than a whisper as Korovan approached. "For a father to anxiously wait on the arrival of his child and for the peace of his laboring wife." He turned to the man, "What say you Master Korovan? It is a daunting thing is not that we must bear such sorrow and pain before the bud blooms into giving blossom and fruit that is so wonderful."

"It may seem daunting at first to endure such pain." Korovan replied. "But it is ever the fruit of Time that we must endure until it blooms into what is so wonderful. So Time always is in the pains endured with the price and the costs that is paid, and it is in the end well worth the payment, the sacrifices made. Just as night is always darkest just before the dawning of the sun. And like the sacrifices you make, my friend, when you make battle with so much that rests on your shoulders in the decisions you must make. War is never kind and wages heavy price, but the price is well compensated when victory at last shines and a wonderful peace is assured. Time can be costly, but it is also redeeming."

When listening to Korovan, more advanced in years, Aldil gazed at the stars in marvel. The silver blossoms upon the sea of darkness never ceased to entertain him since when he was but a boy who would go out at night, contrary to his instructions, on his aspired adventures. And above all his marvels, there stood the six stores of wonder, said to stand witness to the roles of the legendary sages. Each standing over the province where the sages abode. Magnificently, they arrayed brightly in great colors: Ruby, Violet, Sapphire, Emerald, Golden Bronze, and a Yellow Gold. But amidst his gaze, there appeared a marvel great, for a star showed forth to him, simple and new with a white light, and it was brighter than the others. Then to his astonishment, it shot as a shooting star southward to the Emerald Star which stood over them. And there the new star rested with the green one, causing them both to wax even greater beauty as though a tree had thus been born in the sky in taking sprout with issuing leaves of vibrance. In that moment, approached Nordil, his lieutenant.

"My lord." The lieutenant stated, "You have a son."

And when he turned, his eyes bore both excitement, and then after drawing a deep sigh, he made haste to the wagon. And then he looked on them. The woman of golden hair and eyes of lavender held the babe wrapped in fine linen hand woven from sheep wool in Lanayru, and her smile was sweet though bearing the signs of exhaustion.

"Bevereth…" Aldil started, and she looked to him with tender eyes. "I am here." And they both smiled.

"Come." She said, "Come see your son." And when he did, the babe rested with a great smile and a few waving strands of blonde hair. Then when he felt Aldil's touch, his eyes opened in starry irises of blue after having felt 'new hands'

"What shall we call him?" Aldil asked.

Bevereth looked on the boy. "These are dangerous times where only courage finds growth. He has your courage Aldil, born in a heroic age. Let us name him after your forefather, the Hero of Sky." And she looked to Aldil with smiling eyes.
And Aldil took her words in deep thought, and looked again on the lad. He nodded and then smiled, "Link"

Late, the following day, the convoy drove on. But Cirva noticed that half of Aldil's men were missing. And he went directly to Korovan. "Tell the King what you want. But I saw those men depart in deserting us last night. No doubt it was done at Aldil's orders. Does he and the other half, along with his wife and newborn, plan on leaving us tonight?" And then the two had a heated argument. But that heated argument would soon end as a company of Gerudo approached swiftly, bringing the convoy to a halt. All men took arms in front to the thieves as the women prepared their defense in the carts.

The battle waxed hot, but then the other half that Cirza found missing came in sweeping against the Gerudo from behind. For Aldil knew that the added company's attackers would return with reinforcements, and that they would track them. So, the guard took on the thieves as the convoy made its break northward. One wagon however, was cut off as it was forced southward and ten Gerudo warriors pursued. And Bevereth and Link were in that in that wagon.

Aldil saw it, and pursued swiftly on his steed. But this company was restrained northward in protection of the train, and Aldil was already gone before they could account for the missing.

Aldil intercepted the Gerudo in dismantling two of the desert riders, but then the others were aware. Four of them stopped abruptly, laying lance downward to break his momentum, but his mount jumped with his blade beheading one on his right. And then another he took after the steed's landing who had not expected the feat. But then the remaining two stood mounted on both of his flanks. Then they took to him with lance in jousting match from both directions. Yet the knight, of lithe armor, sunk spur as his mount drove forth in blocking the one to his right as he, himself, leaped backwards on the ground in time to grab his foe's lance in jousting his leftward foe. Moreover, he slew the one that remained with sword before she managed to position herself with her dagger.

Eventually, the wagon lost its driver as the geldings galloped uncontrollably until the wagon eventually crashed. The Gerudo took their time in approaching the wagon, not suspecting that any had survived until they lifted the canvas covering in finding a weak Bevereth, dazed from the wreck, holding her newborn child tightly. They stared upon her and spat at her, speaking harsh words in the desert tongue. And eventually, they were about to slay her and the child, but then Aldil crashed into them on the ground. And rising he slew two with a swift stroke, and then he danced blades with the remaining two until he took the opportune moment in striking one down. However, in doing so, he exposed himself which his last enemy took advantage of, and ran him through. Yet his strength did not wain to nothing before drawing his foe into his own blade.

Bevereth mustered strength to stand with Link her arms as she approached her fallen knight, only in time for him to utter in final words. "I love you Bevereth…and Link." And then ended Aldil, the Second Knight of Lanayru, kin to the throne; whereas, the Lady wept grievously. But it wasn't long that when she raised her eyes, she beheld more thieves approaching on the horizon.

So, in a moment of desperation, she took Link with what strength she had and she fled into the nearby woodlands of Faron. Yet just as she was entering the tree line, an arrow struck her from a vai's bow. Intentionally, she went through the fairy woods there, for none save the courageous and wise have learned to venture the majestic paths. But further eastward lied woods that were dark and twisted, the Lost Woods, and not even the wise may find their way there.

In the Fairy Woods however, Bevereth made her way under starlight, for dusk had fallen, and every breath she had left hung on a thread of hope when at last, she came to the broad meadow of the Great Deku Tree.

He stood tall in rivaling a great foothill, and his breadth of lumber was as vast as a great hall. The boughs stretched out far and wide, being themselves ancient, and his leaves were various kinds spanning from oak to beech. So, were his colors vibrant and diverse upon this autumn eve. In place of large eyebrows there stood great branches, bark of his form was extruded forth as that of a nose, and a vast crack spanned a great arch as it gave impression of a mouth. But nay, it was a mouth as he opened forth to speak with his fading guest. And his voice spoke in soft breath of the wind as that of a father comforting his child, yet it was deep as it revealed his age as ancient as Time itself.

"What do you seek, fair Lady, of the forest lands so strange from realms and towns of Hyrule?" The Great Deku Tree asked.

"I seek you, dear Father of the forest." She answered earnestly.

And he returned with great care. "And what would a Hylian seek of the Father of the Forest?"

"As I am a daughter of the children of Hylia," Bevereth began shakily, "I do not seek solace for my grief and loss of strength. But while I am fading, I come to plea for the future of my Son."

The tree held his breath as he beheld the lad, and in seeing his spirit, he recognized it in recollection of time ages past. "It is not in the nature of the forest to harbor the life of without in its abode. This forest signifies youth of creation and spirit of the world. Ironic to your stated request, as the world here will establish his future, Time will have it that he will assure a future for the world. Though I fear that it will be at great cost. I know him in that I know that Time has brought him here. And I cannot deny your plea."

A swarm of the fairies that perched in the tree's limbs came down as bright and colorful little orbs to take the lad. And so Bevereth kissed him and named him before her host. "Goodbye Link, I love you." And then the fairies, in joint strength, hauled him away.

Afterwards, she mustered enough strength to approach in lying herself against the tree's bark in embrace where she uttered "Thank you" when she passed. And there her body laid until morning when the Great Deku Tree summoned the Kokiri as the children of the forest were tasked to bury her before him in the meadow, and a Deku Nut was planted to her memory.

Thus, Link would be raised as a 'boy of the forest'