Malon was replacing a broken rail post when the man in blue and white approached her.
"Malon?"
"Yes, that's me."
The man stepped closer and studied her a bit.
"You knew-- know Link."
Malon's eyebrow raised. She put down the wooden post and looked the man in the eyes.
"Who are you?" she demanded.
"My name is Sheik. I am the last of the Sheikah race and…a close friend of Link's."
Malon looked around. Her father was working in the barn.
"Come on," she said, "this way."
She walked to the chicken house and went up the stairs into her room. As soon as she closed the door she collapsed inside herself. She sat down in a chair.
"I'm the only one here who knows who he really is. I was worried someone else would hear ."
Sheik stood behind another chair.
Funny, he looks so uncomfortable.
There was a long silence before Malon got annoyed.
"Well?"
Sheik's eyes stayed trained on the floor.
"You came here about Link, so what is it?"
He met her gaze.
Malon drew in a breath at the pain and rage in his eyes.
"Link's dead."
Malon stared, "What?"
"He's dead, Malon. I'm…sorry."
Malon realized right away that it meant she was dead, too. Gannon had the country, he could kill them all at whim.
Sheik turned and left
Malon stayed where she was
But Link can't be dead. He's the Hero, he' invincible, he's…
Dead.
