"Screaming out so loud, but my words don't make a sound. Tell me, can you hear me?" UNSECRET, Can You Hear Me?

*Seven Years Later*

I'm sorry, Father.

I'm sorry that I'll never live up to your status as legendary warrior. I'm sorry I can't even hold your title as warrior. The Great Eagle Bow will never fire arrows from my talons, flying true to their mark. Your Gale, your defiance to allow a weakness to strike the Rito, shall never ruffle these feathers.

Neither will Medoh.

He was posed on Sanidin Park's edge, in the shadow of the Great Horse, admiring the ruined castle. His feet moved like a dance, wings swinging in practiced maneuvers.

Talons twirled like Urbosa's heels, wings defensive like Revali's, posture in powerful respect, just like Mipha, determination gleaming through his face like Daruk.

Hours of practice apparent in every heartbeat, just like Link.

"Oh! Working on your dance?"

He swooped into a stop. "Yes, mom. I want all of them to be a part of my everyday life. It's only fair."

"This doesn't have to do with those rumors going around, does it?"

"They aren't rumors. Her spirit was actually seen at the Kakariko graveyard. Spirits aren't seen at a graveyard if they aren't dead."

"Perhaps she was mourning her husband, or that was the first quiet place her weary body found."

"Have you seen her alive?"

"Seen her, no. But I know the Calamity would ravage us all if its seal broke, and Her Highness holds the seal together. If she were dead, it would be free."

"So the Royal Family is alive?! Where've they been hiding?!" He flapped his navy and teal wings in a way that strongly resembled his late father.

"Revali the Second!" His mother flared her brown and pink wings. "The King, Queen and Prince are long deceased! Only the Princess and her unborn child remain!"

Both grew quiet, gazing up at the Great Horse, then at the Castle where their princess laid in endless attack.

"Is that why we live in Hyrule, not Rito Village?" He finally asked with barely a breath on his beak.

"I thought you liked Auntie Esosu and Auntie Horano?"

"I do! They're very wonderful. It's just... strange for a Rito to live on the open plains in such contact with a runaway Gerudo and a Zora guard opposing her elder ring."

"Yet the cliffs near Lurelin work wonderfully for us. The people there are so kind. And the ocean breeze, ah! So wonderful for these feathers."

Revali the Second smiled warmly, remembering the ocean mist shimmering on his wings. "You're right." He looked around. "Mom? May I fly around for a bit?"

"Of course! New wind around your feathers eases stress."

Revali the Second opened his wings and charged off Sanidin Park's edge, letting the air lift his wings before flapping. When he was up in the air, his wings instinctively cut through the air in a most melodical way. It was as if Zelda's spirit had taken him over and now had taken control of his body to engineer a song from winds. Deep in his own soul, he knew this would not be the last time he'd felt her, nor would this be her last song. It was merely an event of many firsts. He vowed that he could hear her holy voice on the melodies they'd created together. He was lost in time, and quite possibly space, as he interacted with this holy being so close to his family those many years ago.

Abruptly, her spirit left him. Suddenly, he tumbled out of that serene headspace. Quickly, he flapped his wings in a singular upbeat to steady his soaring as he descended.

"You looked like you were enjoying yourself," His mother mused as her talons clung to the edge railing, obviously considering taking flight herself. "I've never heard the wind make so much music to a pair of wings."

"It was like she took over me," Revali the Second mumbled in disbelief, "my wings felt like nothing, but they turned so beautifully."

"Ah! There are Ritos here!" A stablehand declared to his companions, a slightly taller woman with a young child on her back.

"Hello!" She waved to them. "You're quite a ways from home!"

"Actually, this is one of the closest places we've been to where you're thinking of. We're from Lurelin."

"Well then, you are definitely quite a ways from home!" She amended. "We heard the music coming down from these old ruins, so we came up to see what was making it."

His mother seemed to puff up in pride. "That would be my son, Re-"

"Revarie. Reva for short." He held out his wing for a handshake. "Pleasure to meet you."

"Ah, what a lovely name!" She then turned to Reva's mother. "And who might you be?"

"My name is Khosha."

"Khosha?" The lady blinked. "Like, the old Rito Champion's dear wife?"

"I am she." Her words suddenly became curt on her beak.

"Oh!" Both Hylians replied. "I see..."

Khosha refused to look their way again. "Revarie, we should start the flight back if we wish to be home before the final boats dock."

Before he could think to answer her, Khosha had lifted into the air, scratched and burned talons from a brief stint as a Rito Village warrior remaining matte despite the glittering of everything else. He looked back only once before following, and they made their way towards Faron.

"If only the Princess were still around..." She muttered under her beak, then suddenly banked for Hyrule Castle.

"Mom!" Reva called, then banked clumsily behind her.

Hyrule Castle, in all honesty, was not far from where they were. However, that did not stop the everlasting feelings in Reva's soul. What was happening with his mother?

"Guardians!" She suddenly hissed, banking sharply to enter the Castle Town ruins without becoming fried. Her wings flapped with a powerful rage, she went from diving forward to climbing upwards in a single downbeat.

While Reva's flight skills were nowhere near par to his mother's, and certainly not his father's, he was able to follow her well enough. They rose in the air, aiming instead for Her Highness' chambers inside their own spire.

Their wings flapped gently as they entered the crumpled remains of Her Highness' bedchamber, which she shared with her dear husband. They looked around, hearing laughter echoing from somewhere. The room was definitely in a lived-in state. Although papers and the like had been thrown everywhere by the Calamity Ganon, the room was obviously lived in immediately before, and no one had reordered the room to prove otherwise.

It seemed a maid had not reached the Prince and Princess' bedchamber before the Calamity struck, the two Rito mused. Odd, considering the Calamity had struck at sundown. Zelda's birthday did not disrupt the general workings of the Royal Staff. Not even the Princess' trial a month or so prior kept a maid from her duties for an entire day.

It was like no one had granted the maid permission to enter the chambers. That was normally given as soon as it was appropriate to enter them. On the day of Zelda's trial, the order had been given as soon as the trial ended. The order should have been given once Zelda left the premises.

The King hadn't gone with her... everyone knew this because he was observed in the gardens with his personal guards when the Calamity erupted.

So why hadn't such a routine order been given that day?

Something breathed on Reva's neck feathers. "Was that you, Mom?"

"What?" She turned her head. "Revali! Look out!" Her wings flared and she jumped into the air, flapping a few times.

He whipped his head around to see a great Lynel staring him down, tail flicking the Guard's bow on the mantle precariously. His mother's stories of a Lynel, resting at Her Highness' feet, streaked with the darkest reds and blacks, came flooding back to him.

"What may I ask, are you doing here?" A regal voice pierced their skin.

The Lynel locked eyes with someone now on their backside and bowed slightly. The Rito turned back around.

Khosha's beak hit the floor almost instantly. "P-Princess! It's-it's-is it really you?"

It was as if a great concert had begun for Reva as soon as he laid eyes on her. Instruments and voices raised to cloak her in musical regalia. His feather tips began to move with the music streaming from this silent woman. When she took one step towards him, perhaps in curiosity, perhaps in condemnation, he did not know, he collapsed on the floor in front of her in a kneeling bow. "Revali?" Her voice seemed in denial, shaking with something else powerful. "It cannot be..." He then heard her foot stomp loudly on the ground, her Lynel roared. "Medoh fell and you survived?! You abandoned the Divine Beast, Daruk, Mipha-"

"What a coward!" The great Lynel mused in a huff.

Wait- Since when can Lynels talk?

"Link perished! You survived while the love of my life gave his life on a small battlefield for a fort of very little consequence! And how did you survive? By fleeing the Beast that surrendered to you and failing to come to the aid of another just as in need as you! Sure, you survived when he did not, but by dishonorable course!"

"Pardon any discourtesy, Queen." The Lynel interrupted with slow speech before she could think of another biting series of words. "I mean not to interrupt-"

"Wait!" Khosha screeched into the room. "This is not Champion Revali! This is his son!"

Zelda startled backwards, a gleaming hand trailed its way to a familiar position on her dress.

"Zelda, I know your heart is broken. Though many years have passed, you still mourn greatly. However, please try and find your wisdom. Twenty one years have passed since the Calamity. This young Rito could not be Champion Revali, who would be now nearing fifty years and the end of his career had he survived." She blinked several times as she calculated something. "And pardon me for asking, but your husband has been dead these twenty-one years. How can it be that you are with child? Where is the child he fathered before his death?"

Zelda sighed heavily through her nose. "I wish I knew exactly how to explain, but I have not aged a day since the Calamity. I am exactly as I was when Link breathed his last."

"So that child you carry..."

"Indeed. My body is exactly the way it was. To that effect, the pregnancy has not advanced either. We-" She motioned to herself and the Lynel. "-discovered such when four months passed, but I showed no signs of labor. Then five, six, and then a year passed my due date, but this little one... just wasn't coming."

"Five months pregnant for twenty one years." The Lynel mused. "She will be one quite attached to her mother."

Reva blinked. "She?"

"Ah!" Light finally seemed to return to Zelda's mood. "The little one of course! She is a girl. Zelda Ivee, her father wanted to name her..."

"But if you've been carrying her for twenty one years longer than normal, how is she still alive? How are you still alive?"

"Like I said," The biting regalness returned. "I and Zelda Ivee have been frozen in time since her father's death. She has not aged nor have I. Come closer and feel her kick if you must."

Reva did so, and Zelda Ivee quickly met his wing. He looked up in near disbelief, as Rito nor Zora bore their children in such a fashion as this small, young-looking Hylian that was actually nearing her forties, and Auntie Esosu was too old to bear children.

Motherly pride began to beam from Zelda's face, lighting up the whole room, before her stomach grumbled loudly and her beaming smile instantly faded to an ashamed blush.

"There is nothing to be ashamed of, my Queen," The Lynel replied with a little bow before she could interject an apology. "Come, we'll see to the Great Hall. We've recently acquired bananas." He said 'bananas' much more playfully than Khosha or Reva ever would have expected from a Lynel. He approached Zelda, then picked her up carefully with his hands and placed her on his back. They both shone with light, Zelda's being white and the Lynel's red, before running through the blocked, crumbled hallway that once connected the room to the rest of the castle, passing through all its debris like it was only a mirage.

"B-b-but I touched her... so she can't be a ghost..."

"That's the difference between a spirit and a goddess. A spirit is dead, and cannot manipulate their body to interact with the environment. A goddess however is not dead, just suspended in a different realm, so she can go back and forth. She can also send others back and forth as well as temporarily take over a soul. A great many things, a goddess can do."

"So why doesn't she just bring her husband's soul back instead of attacking anyone she even remotely recognizes?" Reva muttered, still not over the previous outburst.

"She probably can't do that. Several reasons come to mind: her powers didn't work until the day of the Calamity after her husband had already died, she's a descendant of Goddess Hylia, not an incarnation, she's likely in a lot of physical and emotional pain so isn't thinking clearly, and she's very likely weakened by her long pregnancy to try anything drastic." Khosha glanced towards where Zelda had disappeared. "If she could, she would already have. I can tell she misses him very much. I pray peace over her."

"Is that why you named me Revali, Mom? Because everyone mistakes me for him at first glance?"

"Yes. I even did so. But that's also why we don't live with the other Rito. They're convinced you're a reincarnation of him to avenge his own death."

"So the reason we fled when I was a flightless chick... was so I could be myself, instead of my father's clone?"

"Indeed. The Hylians are used to such a thing, so they don't react. However, I know you'll eventually have to return. There just aren't enough Rito outside the village to stay away forever."