Chapter 3-

Impa stood in place as the young Link rounded the corner in front of her; startled he stopped in place. The two stood there, face to face; a moment passed and a small, half-smile grew on Impa's face. Link's own grin began to grow. Her eyes were diverted when she heard the footsteps from around the corner; the light footsteps came closer.

"Queen Zelda," the woman's voice questioned. The queen's head peered around the corner, "Yes?"

"The time for the meeting regarding the festival is nearing, are you prepared?"

"Yes, but right now I gave to go somewhere with Link right now; we should be back in time though." Impa looked into Zelda's eyes deeply, as if trying to get inside her head. Then it hit her, hard, multiple images flashed in her mind in mere seconds. She began to feel dizzy, even slightly nauseous; her eyes fluttered and she shook her head, brushing off the feeling. Zelda hadn't noticed she was busy ruffling Link's hair, she then took his hand.

"I'll be back soon, I promise," and with that she and Link headed down the stairs. Impa took her hand and combed it through her long white hair. She too went down one level lower and looked out the spotless window. Outside there were many small hills covered with apple trees and various colors and types of flowers. The sun shone in over the land, small beams of light pierced the open areas of the trees and gentle winds caressed the foliage. She looked as far down as she could and saw Link and Zelda, hand in hand, walking down the dirt path. As the two disappeared around the corner and into the market place Impa reflected on the images. The sudden dizziness returned, her breakfast almost did as well.

The sounds of the crowded marketplace were behind them now, dulled to what now sounded like whispers and mumbling. Towns people had crowded around as royalty made its way out. Link looked about with his big curious eyes; he was twelve but not used to so much attention and compliments from complete strangers. He never did like to be the center of attention to so many people (that he didn't know). Teleportation by ocarina, not the ocarina of time mind you, was his main source of transportation. It was the perfect way to get around unnoticed. But there's at least one person I want to notice me.

Sighing to himself, Link continued alongside his mother. Horses neighed from the right at Lon Lon Ranch and in charge was none other than Malon along with her daughter Navi (whom she named after the "fairy boy's" fairy). Her stable hand, Ingo was around as well. Talon had died four years earlier, leaving Malon to take over; Ingo had helped quite a bit.

Wind picked up from the north and kicked up some dirt on the trail and started a miniature dust devil. The dust eventually died out and Link brush some off his tunic. He looked up and saw Lake Hylia in the background. On foot it had taken them much of the day to walk across Hyrule Field, not to mention taking the little rest stops when trees that provided much shade came around. Sundown was near; hanging behind them was a ripe orange amongst the cotton candy clouds, as Zelda had described it to Link. A small grave marker stood atop a hill looking down upon Lake Hylia. It was a spot the Zelda and her son's father new very well.

"This was your father's favorite spot in all of Hyrule," Zelda said in a quiet tone, "we used to spend many hours here, he and I." She sat down slowly in front of the marker, Link knelt beside her and read its inscription: Link, Hero of Time, Hero to his loved ones and all of Hyrule. A small picture of the master sword was etched just below.

"He also came up here to train," her voice started shakily, "and to collect his thoughts when times became difficult." Link looked over towards his mother and tried to think of something to say. He always, always hated seeing his mother this way. It was like it was totally unnatural for her to be unhappy. Link was troubled as well, he had just learned the purpose of his training was to defend himself against a ruthless monster that no one knows what or where it is and he also just learned his father was Link, the very Link that he and his friends in Kakariko had always talked about. Desperately he searched for words but could not find them, his eyes began to tear up at the thought. My father.. Link... the hero I've always idolized, Link's mind raced, we... we could have been together, all these years but... that damned monster had to destroy it all.

The little bit of rage that had just been sparked at that point had been washed away by emotion towards his mother and father. Zelda lightly put her arm around Link and pulled him closer to her. Her own tears formed and rolled down her cheeks, she pulled closer and gave him a kiss of the top of his head during the embrace, "Shh, shh... Link it's okay," Zelda could not hold back much longer, I must stay firm, "Link, the purpose of us coming here was to ask your father's spirit for more guidance. You see, he treasured and put so much heart and soul into things from this very spot, I believe if we try we can channel though and reach him."

She now held him arms length away, looking into the Cerulean waters of his eyes, "Link, shall we try?"

He nodded in return. The two got to their feet and looked down at Lake Hylia and began to concentrate.