Spiritual Curse Chapter 4

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It had been a week since the disappearance of Zelda and nothing had turned up.  No one else had seen how Zelda disappeared.  They were beginning to wonder if in fact it was by magical means that she had vanished and not her own.  They had searched every inch of Hyrule, yet there was not a trace of the Princess anywhere. 

The six Sages had gathered along with the head of each legion of Zelda's guards that had been leading searches throughout Hyrule.  They all silenced as the Hero of Time stepped into the great hall without a sound.  He had said very little in the last seven days.  People were beginning to wonder, yet none dared say a word.  Ruto placed a hand on Saria, gently pushing her forward.  "Link?" she started slowly.  "Can we talk?"  Link said nothing as he sat down.  "Could you all excuse us for a few minutes?"  The small crowd made their way out of the hall, all looking at Link as he stared straight at Saria.  Many noticed that he was not actually looking at her, but more through her.  Rauru was the last out, closing the door softly behind him.

"They all think I've lost my mind, don't they?" he started quietly.

"Well, not any more than before," the Kokiri girl said, with a smile.  It quickly faded when she saw that Link found no humor in something he had always commented about himself.  "It's not that no one believes you, it's just that we've looked everywhere.  Some of the guards have suggested that perhaps…" She paused, watching his eyes.  How hollow they seemed, as though a part of him had disappeared with Zelda.  "They wonder if perhaps she had left on her own accord."

"No."  His fists slammed down onto the table, startling the girl.  "She would not have just left.  Saria, you don't understand…"

"I didn't say I believed it.  I'm just telling you what the others are beginning to think."

"She was kidnapped by an army of Lizalfos.  They dragged her to a strange vortex of some sort and she disappeared…"

"I believe you, Link," Saria said, placing a hand on his shoulder.  "I really do.  But if she were kidnapped, why haven't we received a ransom or something like that?"

"I don't know," Link replied, burying his face in his hands. The image of Zelda sinking into the ground flashed through his mind…along with another memory, nearly forgotten in the midst of everything else clouding his mind.  The memory of Nabooru, when he had first met her.  It had technically been seven years ago that the Twinrova had captured her in that same purple light!  "That's it!" he cried out, jumping out of the chair.

"What?  What's it?" Saria said, becoming more worried for her friend.  Link threw open the doors of the great hall, startling everyone on the other side.

"Nabooru!" he said, pulling the Ocarina of Time from his pouch.  "We're going to the Spirit Temple."

"What?" Nabooru said, shocked.  "Link, I've already checked the Temple.  There was nothing there.  Besides, tonight is the blood moon."

"Exactly.  If Koume and Kotake are going to do anything, it will be tonight."

"But I found nothing on the spell they spoke of in my dream.  We don't know what they're going to do, if anything at all."

 "Doesn't matter. We have to go, now!"  He placed the Ocarina to his lips, playing the Requiem of Spirit.  In a flash of yellow light, he disappeared from the castle.  The Sages looked to each other, quickly turning into small balls of light, following the path left by Link.