Central Hyrule – The Great Plateau
Despite having traveled to three corners of Hyrule thus far, the Great Plateau was one location Link had not yet visited before. It marked the southernmost border of Central Hyrule. The Coliseum, Gatepost Town, and Kolomo Garrison were the only major locations of note just north of the Great Plateau.
Link and Princess Zelda's horses calmly climbed the massive incline that circled the plateau, leading to the top.
Their journey had been uneventful, lasting three days as they had traveled south from the Tabantha Frontier, crossing the Kolami Bridge, around Piper Ridge, and across the Tabantha Great Bridge to spend the night at Tabantha Bridge Stable. Next, they had ridden east, past Mount Rhoam and the Seres Scablands, until they could take the road further south next to the West Hyrule Plains. After crossing Jeddo Bridge over the Tamio River and Nima Plain, they had camped out at Sanidin Park on Safula Hill, where the princess had taken out her Sheikah Slate to take a picture of the horse statue there.
Link had been the one that set up their tents and put the fire pit together along with a cooking pot. The princess had been seated on the stone fountain, scribbling away in her journal. Her foot had been idly rubbing Midna's belly, much to the wolf's delight. As Link had cooked dinner—simple beef stew and vegetables—he couldn't help but notice that despite being a royal, the princess had seemed at ease camping and had little trouble adjusting.
The next day, they'd kept their pace slow and leisurely at the princess's request. It had been a quick jaunt from Safula Hill to the Dalite Forest until they'd crossed Manhala Bridge over the Regencia River. They'd arrived at the Outskirt Stable by lunch, where they'd stayed until the next day.
Link had gotten the distinct impression that Princess Zelda had not been looking forward to this part of their journey.
Still, there was only so much they could delay, but Link had chosen to say nothing and allowed themselves the respite. The next morning had seen them continuing east to Gatepost Town, where they'd finally made the climb to the Great Plateau.
"Where do we go from here?" Princess Zelda asked.
"The Eastern Abbey to meet with the high priest," Link answered, slightly distracted. "We can get an early lunch, and then w… you will have to prepare yourself for your upcoming task."
Link had been thinking of his father and almost let slip that he intended to say a small prayer at the Temple of Time as well if circumstances permitted. Princess Zelda appeared not to notice and merely nodded.
They arrived late in the morning. High Priest Rauru was waiting for them at the entrance.
"Good morning, Your Highness," Rauru said kindly. "And good morning to you as well, Link."
"Good morning, Rauru," Princess Zelda quietly replied. "Are preparations complete?"
"They are," Rauru said. "Perhaps you would wish to bathe and eat before we journey to the temple?"
Princess Zelda smiled and nodded. "That would be lovely, thank you."
They dismounted, and Link took Epona's and Lumine's reins. While Midna followed Zelda into the abbey, Link led their horses to the fenced area and removed all of their equipment. Once the saddles, bags, and bridles were all put away, Link did a full inspection of the mares and found them to be in perfect health. Checking the trough revealed clean water, and the grassy plain had no dubious mushrooms or other undesirable flora the horses might accidentally eat. Satisfied that the horses were taken care of for the time being, Link finally went inside the abbey to clean himself up and get some food.
The princess was already dressed in her white prayer gown when Link finally arrived at the table. Unsurprisingly, she was quiet the whole time as she ate, though she did offer Midna scraps from her meal.
"Do not look so disheartened, Your Highness," Rauru said. "There is much for you to do here besides prayers. For instance, did you know that there is an archeological expedition going on right now?"
Princess Zelda's head snapped up. "There is?"
Rauru kindly smiled. "There is. Lady Impa found records of a possible Sheikah structure of great importance. We have had workers here digging for the last month or so."
"I would like to see that," Princess Zelda said weakly. It almost came out like a question.
"But of course," Rauru said. He pretended to be offended. "Why, even I take breaks occasionally. I certainly hope you don't believe that I, the high priest, do nothing but chant mantras all day, do you?"
Princess Zelda giggled. "Perish the thought."
"You have a week here, and we are aware of what must be done," Rauru said. "In between, the time is yours to do as you see fit."
Princess Zelda let out a sigh of relief and smiled gratefully. "Thank you, Rauru."
The rest of the conversation was about what prayers were appropriate for the time and location. Link tuned them out. He contentedly ate, occasionally petting Midna and offering a little bit of food—again, the portions he handed out were vastly inferior to the princess's offerings, but the wolf still pined for them anyway.
At the conclusion of lunch, Princess Zelda announced that she was ready. As they walked towards the Temple of Time, situated to the west of the abbey, Link took the time to marvel over its grandeur. It was a magnificent structure. The size was comparable to that of Hyrule Cathedral in Castle Town, but there was something about the building that felt… otherworldly.
Even Princess Zelda murmured her assent as they approached. "Surely this is where I may receive the blessing of the goddesses."
"We all pray with you," Rauru said.
The sounds of excavation were prominent on the warm, clear day. Both Princess Zelda and Link turned to the northwest.
"Is that where they are working?" Princess Zelda asked.
"Indeed it is," Rauru answered. "They have a created a camp in the nearby woods to stay at."
"What are they hoping to find there?"
"They don't know," Rauru said. "It's important, whatever it is. Sheikah in origin, but the exact location and function elude them. They might be here for some time."
Link turned his head to the northeast, his ears twitching slightly at their pointed ends.
Rauru caught his expression and nodded. "They're digging over there as well. Something is there, and it's not one of those shrines."
"Rauru, do you happen to know the purpose of the Sheikah shrines?" Princess Zelda asked. "My own research into their function has turned up little."
"I do not, though I can hazard a guess that it is related to the Goddess Hylia," Rauru said. "A shrine usually indicates devotion. Anything more than that, however, is beyond me."
Princess Zelda looked forlornly at the work being done in the distance before remembering why they were there. She took a deep breath as they ascended the steps into the Temple of Time.
Inside, there were clergymen and nuns, all going about their business. Some were cleaning, others were chanting, a few were reading something, and some were praying. Link silently ordered Midna to stay outside while Princess Zelda approached the massive statue of the goddess. Holding position just inside the door, Link and Rauru passively watched as Zelda knelt at the spot reserved for her; there was a cushion placed at a position directly in front of the statue. The princess clasped her hands and began praying.
The chants around her seemed to grow a bit louder and more unified now.
Rauru and Link observed her efforts in silence for over an hour before the former spoke.
"Tell me, Link, how are you?" Rauru asked quietly.
"I'm fine," Link replied.
"Are you?"
"Is there a specific reason you're inquiring, Rauru?"
"The anniversary of your father's passing was only last week, was it not?" Rauru solemnly asked. "I was merely curious if you are at peace with that."
"No," Link said bluntly. He kept his tone even, so as not to offend.
"Would you care to talk about it?" Rauru asked.
"No."
Rauru sighed. "As you wish. I only want to help."
"With respect, Rauru… I don't think there's anything you or anyone can do," Link said with as much patience as he could. "How I wish to grieve is my business. As is how I wish to deal with my grief."
Rauru nodded. "I understand. As always, I am willing to lend an ear should you wish to talk."
"I appreciate that," Link said quietly. He glanced at the old priest from the corner of his eye. "If you would like to say a prayer for him, I wouldn't object. Perhaps for the princess as well."
Rauru smiled. "But of course. Would you care to join us?"
Link shook his head. "I'm afraid I can't. I'm working. It's why I would like you to act as my proxy."
"I understand," Rauru said. He left Link's side to join the other clergymen in prayer.
Link wasn't sure, but he thought he heard a hint of melancholy in Rauru's voice. Although, it could have been the somber and subdued atmosphere combined with the holy chanting around him that colored his perception.
Sighing, Link braced himself for the next two hours of yet another dull waiting game.
~o~O~o~
It wasn't until late the next morning—after Princess Zelda completed her morning prayers, with nothing to show for it, though what exactly was supposed to happen was still a mystery to Link—that they were finally able to explore the Great Plateau and investigate the interest regarding the archeological digs.
Although Link had only a passing interest in archeology, it was infinitely more interesting to him than the constant prayers. He couldn't even imagine how Princess Zelda felt now that they were allowed to explore.
Her expression of rapture was pretty telling, though.
They trekked north of the abbey first. It was the largest of the dig sites, and it was the closest one to the abbey. Several Sheikah and Hylian workers were excavating something, though neither Link nor the princess could tell what it was.
"Pardon me," Princess Zelda said.
One of the Sheikah recognized her and knelt at once. "Greetings, Your Highness!"
At his shout, everyone else stopped what they were doing and knelt down as well.
"Please, continue your work," Princess Zelda said. "I am merely exploring."
One by one, everyone stood back up and resumed their tasks, though they kept glancing at her out of the corners of their eyes.
Link found himself fascinated by the faith the Sheikah had in comparison to the nuns and clergymen of the temple. They were all devout, but the comparison seemed to end there. It almost felt like Princess Zelda had a religious sect dedicated solely to her.
Princess Zelda turned to the Sheikah they had met first. "May I inquire who is in charge of this site?"
He nodded and pointed at a tent. "Of course, Your Highness. Over there, the woman at the table."
Thanking him, Princess Zelda led the way to the main tent. Underneath the canopy was an older woman with wrinkles lining her cheeks and eyes. Unlike most Sheikah, who tended to be on the pale side, she was darker-skinned from all her time in the sun. She physically carried herself as if she were a younger woman as she gracefully approached them and bowed deeply.
"Welcome to the Great Plateau, Your Highness," she said. "I'm Masako, the lead archeologist in charge of these dig sites."
"Hello," Princess Zelda said. "No need to fret. I just wanted to ask some basic questions."
"As you desire, Your Highness."
"What is it that you're searching for?" Princess Zelda asked.
"A special kind of shrine," Masako said, suddenly growing animated. "Apparently, it holds the power of life and death. We're not sure what that means or what it is, but it held great importance to the ancients."
"I don't recall any such records of a shrine like that," Princess Zelda said, eyes wide.
"There aren't many records," Masako admitted. "We're not even sure where it is."
Princess Zelda observed the work being done around them. "Have you found something here?"
Masako smiled. "We did. Follow me."
They walked over to some rubble that had been cleared away. Inside was something that resembled a Guidance Stone. Unlike the one that Purah and Robbie used, there was a curious rectangular indentation inside.
"What is this?" Princess Zelda asked.
"It appears to be an interface of some kind," Masako said. "We don't think this is the shrine we're looking for, but unlike the other shrines around Hyrule, this one is different."
"Yes, it looks like something goes inside it," Princess Zelda said. "I wonder what, though."
Both women were leaning over the device, peering at it from all angles. When Princess Zelda shifted, Link glanced over her shoulder and blinked.
"It looks like it's almost the same size as the Sheikah Slate," he said.
Princess Zelda gasped and clapped her hands. "It does!"
"The Sheikah Slate?" Masako repeated curiously.
Princess Zelda reached into a leather pouch and produced the Sheikah Slate.
Masako looked very interested in it. Her eyes darted between the Slate and the indentation in the Guidance Stone, and she nodded. "It does look like it fits inside!"
"With your permission, I would like to try it," Princess Zelda said excitedly.
Masako tapped her chin and hummed to herself. She mouthed out something before shrugging. "I don't think there's any danger here. We can try it."
Smiling excitedly—Link found himself staring at her and hurriedly looked away—Princess Zelda stepped up to the Guidance Stone and tried to place the Sheikah Slate inside. However, while the width allowed the Sheikah Slate to fit perfectly, there was a problem with the length: the Sheikah Slate was about an entire inch too long to fit within.
Seeing this, Zelda leaned in closely to study the Guidance Stone.
Once again, Link almost stared, but managed to look at the camp instead. He was uncomfortably reminded how snug the princess's travel attire was.
"Look here," Princess Zelda said. "Are these seams?"
Masako leaned in close and ran her finger along the bottom border of the indentation. "I do believe it is… this might be a hinge of some kind…"
Masako gave it a gentle tug, but the bottom inch did not move.
"I'm reluctant to do any more than that without Purah or Robbie here," Masako announced. "We can't risk damaging it. I'll send a message to them along with my report."
"I concur. It's best to get them involved," Princess Zelda said. Standing back up, she turned to Masako. "Now, you said that this might not be the site you're looking for. Have you any idea where it is?"
"To the west of us, Your Highness," Masako said. She pointed at a large hill. "Progress there is slow, though. We're trying our best to locate a suitable place to begin digging without damaging the shrine or posing any danger to our people. An entrance would be best, but we have no idea where that could be."
Princess Zelda shielded her eyes from the sun as she gazed at the hill. It wasn't far by any means, nor was it very tall. "If all else fails, we can dig from the top. Push aside the rock, perhaps create a tunnel. We avoid damaging the shrine, and we work our way down until the entrance reveals itself. Perhaps we may find another Guidance Stone."
Masako nodded. "An excellent suggestion, Your Highness. A moment."
Masako ran up to a random worker and spoke to him briefly. She pointed at the hill and gestured something. The worker nodded and ran off in the direction of the other site.
"Work on that area will begin when we draft a proper plan," Masako said. "May I ask how long you'll be staying, Your Highness?"
"Six more days," Princess Zelda answered.
"We should begin work on the area within the week, if you wish to observe. I will let you know," Masako replied. "May I ask where you are staying?"
"I would like that, Masako," Princess Zelda said. "I'm currently staying at the Eastern Abbey."
"Very good, then," Masako replied. "Will there be anything else you wish of me?"
Their conversation continued about the possible Sheikah structures and their functions within the immediate region. Link tuned them out and instead observed the people around them.
It was a mix of mainstream Hylians and Sheikah. While it was unlikely that the Yiga would be here, it wasn't impossible, which meant that Link had to remain on-guard more than he had been at Tabantha. Their trip was being made in secret, but they were taking the main roads, dispatching the Royal Guard, and staying in populated areas to rest. Even a novice could either follow them or figure out their destinations without that much effort.
So, Link had to be more vigilant than ever.
He counted the number of people that were working and mentally filed that information away. He also tried to remember all their faces. With the way the princess was talking and how excited she was, there was little else for him to do for the next few hours, if he had to guess.
~o~O~o~
The next morning, Link was waiting by the doorway of the Temple of Time once again. And like before, he was passively observing the princess's efforts to awaken her sealing power. Link contented himself with people watch, though it was harder when most of the clergymen liked to wear their hoods low over their eyes. At the very least, none of them approached the princess.
Like the previous day, Rauru sidled up next to Link. "I must say, you are very patient."
"One of the skills I've learned out in the wild is hunting," Link replied. "Patience is a necessity. And I've had to travel with a group of Sheikah in the wilderness, which meant taking a shift through the night. Nothing but your thoughts to occupy yourself, even as you had to remain vigilant, since others were depending on you to keep them safe."
"I see," Rauru said. "You've cultivated quite a number of talents in your young life, haven't you?"
Link didn't answer. Instead, he turned to Rauru and gave him a respectful nod. "Thank you… for yesterday. It meant a lot to me."
"I do what I can to help," Rauru said. "It pleases me that you found my efforts comforted you. If only that were true of Her Highness."
Link glanced at the princess before turning back to Rauru. "Tell me, what other plans are there if mantras don't work?"
"I am not sure," Rauru said. "I was merely asked to aid with this. I am unaware or simply not privy to any other plans regarding Her Highness and her abilities."
"I see," Link murmured.
They stood in silence for an hour. Princess Zelda did not relent in her prayers, though they could easily see the frustration creeping into her tone. Her brow was furrowed, and her mouth became a thin line. She had to shift several times, adjusting the pillow beneath her knees, before continuing. To Link's eyes, she looked more like she was muttering under her breath than praying. He couldn't fault her, though; at this point, the prayers seemed more like a chore than a religious rite.
"If you were asking if I believe this is the path we must take to awaken her powers…" Rauru suddenly said. He trailed off and looked contemplative. "The methods here are more for us than the goddesses. We seek comfort knowing they are there, and we do this to acknowledge both their presence and their actions within our lives. However, I have always believed that their methods of intervention have always been… indirect."
"How so?" Link asked.
"To ask the goddesses for their favor means to create opportunities for our wishes to be fulfilled," Rauru explained. "For example, if you are hungry and you pray for food, a bounty will not magically appear in front of you. Instead, there might be an abundance of wildlife for you to hunt or fruits and vegetables for you to harvest. The goddesses are willing to meet us halfway, but it is down to us to finish the task. We may be their children, but we are not helpless. Do understand: in the eyes of the goddesses, we are never treated as adults."
"So I gather you don't subscribe to coincidence, then?" Link asked.
Rauru smiled so much that his eyes crinkled. "Coincidence is the blessing of goddesses in disguise. And I do love a good coincidence. I would call it serendipity myself."
"I may never look at luck the same way again," Link said jokingly.
"Indeed," Rauru said, chuckling. "If we are expecting lightning to strike and a mysterious voice to boom throughout these halls to bestow Her Highness with divine powers, I am afraid we will leave disappointed. If Her Highness's powers were to awaken through our mantras, it will be because the Great Goddesses will create the opportunity for her to do so."
"And how will we know this opportunity if we see it?" Link asked, humoring him, if only to alleviate the boredom.
Rauru shrugged. "Some opportunities are more subtle than others. Perhaps one such opportunity has already visited us and we missed the signs entirely."
Looking at Princess Zelda's efforts thus far, Link still had no idea what sort of symbol or sign would appear, and whether it would be grandiose or subtle in its manifestation.
"So much for praying Calamity Ganon away, then," Link said.
"We have prayed to the goddesses for salvation ever since the late queen prophesized Calamity Ganon's imminent return," Rauru said sagely. He looked at Link and smiled. "We were gifted you."
Link looked at the old priest in shock before clearing his throat and turning his eyes back to the princess. "That's very kind of you to say."
"It is merely my belief," Rauru said. He chuckled. "I also reserve the right to be completely wrong."
"Noted," Link said, smiling a bit. "Following those words, would you happen to know about the history of this place? When the princess and I were exploring yesterday, the feel of the area felt eerily similar to Castle Town."
Rauru chuckled again. "Very observant, Link. I actually do happen to know the answer to that. The Great Plateau was once home to one of Her Highness's ancestors. Hyrule Castle and Castle Town were once here, before being moved further north."
"So all those old structures…?"
"Remains of ancient Hyrule Castle Town," Rauru said. He touched the stone column next to him reverently. "Even we don't know how old the Temple of Time is, but it has such a storied history."
"Perhaps you can entertain us tonight at dinner?" Link asked.
"I just might do that," Rauru said. "Hylian archeologists have always excavated the ruins around us. For some unfathomable reason, the Temple of Time remained standing, even as everything else fell to ruin. Now, it could be due to upkeep, or perhaps…"
"Divine intervention?" Link asked, taking a stab at guessing.
"Indeed."
"Perhaps you can tell us about the Temple of Time as well," Link said. "Tomorrow evening, maybe."
"I would like that," Rauru said. He gave Link a bow. "If you'll excuse me. I must lead morning prayers for the others."
"Of course."
~o~O~o~
The next few days fell into a routine. Princess Zelda prayed in the mornings and evenings. After each, they would eat with Rauru, who would tell them about the Great Plateau, its history, and the significance of the ruins around them. Princess Zelda was deeply interested and pressed Rauru for details. Link, though interested as well, took pity on the poor man and allowed the princess to badger him while Link ate in silence.
Rauru was kind—and patient—enough to answer all of her questions to the best of his ability. He spoke of ancient Hyrule, the relatively small kingdom and modest castle that had once stood upon the Great Plateau, and of the lore behind the Temple of Time and how it had once housed the Master Sword before one of the ancient heroes had moved it to its new home. He could not speak about the Sheikah ruins, since they were out of his field of study, much to Princess Zelda's disappointment.
They spent the daylight at various locations. Mostly at the archeological sites, where Princess Zelda scribbled something into her journal as she and Masako spoke about the new Guidance Stone they had unearthed and how they might unlock its functions. Other times, their trips involved nature walks, and the princess took full advantage of the camera function to capture images of various flora and fauna that caught her fancy. And if she wasn't studying, she played with Midna, much to the wolf's delight.
Link idly wondered if Midna was missing Aryll and was using the princess as a surrogate. Regardless, seeing Princess Zelda smiling and having some good old-fashioned fun was something that put Link at ease.
Remembering his sister, Link pulled out his ocarina. Aryll had snuck it into Epona's saddlebags, along with a note to practice in his downtime, to ensure that whatever lessons he learned wouldn't go to waste.
It was a nice gesture. He had yet to play, though. He wasn't comfortable with performing in front of others. It was nice to have, though, if only because it reminded him of home.
"Beautiful instrument," Masako said.
Link looked up from where he was sitting on the ground. Masako was standing over him. He made to stand, but she waved him off and found her own dry patch of dirt to sit on in front of him, cross-legged.
"My sister had me get it," Link said. "I don't play, but she did. She was teaching me a bit, before my appointment. It's just nice to have."
"May I?" Masako asked.
Link held out the instrument.
Taking it, she looked at the ocarina and studied it carefully. "Hmm… a beautiful replica."
"The shopkeeper mentioned that to me," Link said, suddenly recalling that day. "I remember wanting that one the moment I saw it. She told me that it was modeled after some heirloom of the royal family."
Masako nodded. She was still studying the ocarina. Her expression almost seemed reverent. "I'm afraid the stories surrounding those events are lost to us. All we have are myths."
"What myths?" Link asked, curious.
"Well, if we're to believe them, it has something to do with the origins of Calamity Ganon," Masako said. "It may even have everything to do with the beginning of its very first attempt to destroy Hyrule."
"… All that from an ocarina?" Link skeptically asked.
Masako smiled. "Apparently, the ocarina the royal family may or may not have possesses the ability to manipulate time. Actually, the Temple of Time itself plays heavily into that myth as well."
Link looked over his shoulder and observed the temple in the distance. "Really?"
"Really," Masako said. "Or, closer to maybe. Again, I speak of myth. One of your predecessors gained a mastery of time using an ocarina and the Master Sword."
That piqued Link's interest slightly. "The Master Sword has power over time?"
Masako could only shrug. "I have no idea. The power of the Master Sword cannot be underestimated. It's why it plays so heavily in the defense of Hyrule throughout recorded history… and unrecorded history."
"What do you know of the Master Sword?" Link asked.
"I'm sorry, but very little," Masako said. "All I can say is that for each incarnation of the hero, the Master Sword reveals itself differently, as do the powers it manifests."
Link withheld his frown and settled for nodding instead.
Masako handed him his ocarina back. "It's a shame that such records were lost. I imagine it would have made for a wonderful story."
Taking the instrument, Link looked at the blue ocarina in a different light, though a part of him remained skeptical. "So the ocarina that the royal family may or may not have… how can it control time?"
"By playing it, of course," Masako said, smiling slightly. "Specific songs, but I don't know them, and I don't know who does. That knowledge could have very well been lost as well. After all, if our ancestors had the ability to change the course of history, I suspect that they would have used it on Calamity Ganon ten thousand years ago, rather than creating the Divine Beasts."
"Another shame," Link murmured.
"Quite."
Thanking her for the story, Link stood up when Masako did, bowed slightly, and let her return to her work.
Princess Zelda was sketching something as she studied the Guidance Stone. There were fewer people today. Many were moving to the new site on the large hill nearby. Some of the workers would remain to continue their efforts with the current archeological find they had already unearthed.
They spent the afternoon there before Princess Zelda returned to the Temple of Time to do her nightly prayers before dinner. This time, Link sought out Rauru and found him lighting some candles along the wall.
"Good evening, Link," Rauru said.
"Evening," Link said. "Tell me, did the Temple of Time have something to do with time itself? Like time travel? You never mentioned it in your anecdotes."
Rauru blinked. "Oh-ho. You've heard those old stories, have you?"
"One of the archeologists mentioned it to me," Link said.
"Of course a student of ancient Hyrule would have heard whispers of that particular myth," Rauru said. He grinned and patted his abdomen. Link politely made no mention of Rauru's wide girth. "Well, the stories I imparted were more concrete. If I were to explain the legends and myths of these hallowed grounds, we would dine together for a very long time. And I would grow wider than I already am."
Link smiled.
"But you ask about the temple's namesake," Rauru murmured. He resumed lighting the candles. "Well, we know that the Temple of Time was once home to the Master Sword. It is here that we enter the mythos. Apparently, one Hero of Legend had the power to travel back and forth through time, using the Master Sword as the gateway to do so."
"Really?" Link asked.
"So the stories say," Rauru said. Once he finished lighting the candles, he bade Link to walk with him as he moved to the next candelabra. "I believe that there was another powerful artifact involved. This truly isn't my specialty, I'm afraid."
"That's okay," Link said. He tilted his head. "What can you tell me about the Master Sword?"
"Hmm… I suspect you're asking about what is not written," Rauru said.
"I've been researching it, but information is scarce," Link admitted.
"I know that it was once used as a final guardian to protect the Sacred Realm," Rauru said. "The Sacred Realm was a place where unimaginable power was once held within. The Realm itself had gateways and ancient security measures to prevent those with ill intent from seizing that power for themselves. However, such barriers were eventually subverted, and so the Master Sword's purpose within this temple was no longer needed. Instead, the blade was hidden away for the safety of those that would see it as a prize."
"To prevent it from being stolen?" Link asked.
"To prevent unnecessary loss of life," Rauru corrected. "The Master Sword can only be wielded by the Hero it chooses. However, legends say that it can also strike down those with wicked hearts. Thieves and treasure hunters would fall into that category."
"Oh." Link recalled what the Great Deku Tree had said. "It was also known as the 'Blade of Evil's Bane'."
Rauru smiled. "Correct."
"So, you don't know what the Master Sword can do specifically?" Link asked, disappointed.
Rauru shook his head. They walked to another group of candles. "Only mere whispers that I heard when I was but a slip of a boy. Apparently, the Master Sword functions differently for each Hero that wields it. What it can do now will be unique to you."
"Right," Link muttered. "Thank you, Rauru."
Smiling, Rauru nodded and resumed his work. Link walked back to his post near the entrance of the temple and maintained his vigil.
~o~O~o~
During breakfast, after Princess Zelda's morning prayers, a Sheikah messenger entered and waited patiently to be acknowledged.
"Good morning," Princess Zelda said. "Something you wish of me?"
"We are prepared to begin work on our new site," the Sheikah said. "Lady Masako has asked if you would like to be there when we break ground."
"Oh, I would love to!" Princess Zelda said. "When are you set to begin?"
"In three hours, Your Highness. I will inform everyone that you are attending." The messenger bowed deeply and ran off.
Princess Zelda was in high spirits as they walked to the new site. It was close to the Temple of Time, so they were there well before the appointed hour.
"Your Highness, welcome," Masako said. "We were just about to begin work on our new dig site. It would be our honor if you broke the ground for us."
"Really?" Princess Zelda asked, both shocked and pleased.
"But of course," Masako said.
"It would be my pleasure to do so," Princess Zelda said. She was blushing slightly from all the attention that she was getting.
"We will begin shortly," Masako said. "We can wait over here."
Link remained standing while both women sat within a large tent and started talking excitedly. The snippets of conversation Link heard were about further evidence of a Sheikah structure within the hill, and it was large. The structure could be as big as the hill itself, now covered with rock, dirt, and vegetation. Masako estimated that it would be up to a year before they could gain entrance and figure out what the structure had been used for.
"And what of the alternate site?" Princess Zelda asked. "I understand that it's more massive than previously estimated."
"It doesn't seem to matter how much we dig; it keeps going down," Masako said excitedly. "Lady Impa believes that it may be one of the fabled towers as described in our records!"
"Amazing!" Princess Zelda cried out. "We finally found one?!"
"We don't want to jump to conclusions," Masako said. "However, I'm afraid work there will slow as we're focused here, but rest assured, we will remain active here for quite some time. I've requested more help, but resources must be placed in areas where they may help us the most."
"I would like to be there," Princess Zelda murmured. "I hope the opportunity presents itself."
Hearing her words, Link recalled the conversation he'd had with Liena about the problems aristocrats had over the preconceptions commoners had about the upper class. He had thought he understood, but now he wondered how many problems a royal would have in comparison to a noble.
Well, someone did try to kill her, so I guess royalty have their own fair share of problems.
Hearing a wagon approach, Link looked down the path and saw some of the Sheikah archeologists along with some Hylian scholars arrive.
"Ah, that's the last group," Masako said. "We're a little ahead of schedule, but that's fine. Your Highness, if you would do the honors?"
A Sheikah walked up to her with a shovel.
Princess Zelda took the shovel, smiled at everyone present, and pushed the spade into the ground. She kicked it twice for good measure to ensure it pierced the ground before putting her weight into the handle to leverage a good-sized chunk of dirt. She lifted the clump out and dropped it to the side.
Everyone gave an enthusiastic round of applause. Once again, Princess Zelda smiled, though it was accompanied by a modest blush.
Masako gave the order for everyone to get to work. Soon the site became a flurry of activity. Support beams were prepped, diggers started shoveling at the place the princess had started, with wagons to collect the dirt and take it away.
Like they had for nearly the entire week, Link and Princess Zelda spent the day among the archeologists. While the princess spoke with Masako or checked on the progress of the work being done, Link catalogued what to bring on the day of their departure, two days from now.
~o~O~o~
During lunch the next day, Link contentedly ate his sandwich while the sounds of digging and construction sounded out around him. Midna was gnawing on a bone next to his legs when she perked up and looked to her right. Link followed her gaze and spotted a stranger approaching the camp.
"Sir Faron!" the man yelled.
Link tilted his head. With a quick glance to see if Princess Zelda was safe, Link finished his sandwich, stood up, and approached the man.
The newcomer was dressed in a white, short-sleeved shirt and matching shorts. He also wore a red hat and a red bag on his back. All signs that he was a postman.
"Are you Sir Faron?" the Postman asked.
Link nodded.
"I have an envelope for you! Two, in fact!" the Postman said proudly. He took them out. "Here you are!"
Link took them and nodded. He paid a blue rupee for the trouble and read the covers of the envelopes. Indeed, his name was written on both. One was a plain white envelope but sealed with his family crest. The other envelope was of higher quality and sealed with the Sheikah Eye.
"Thank you!" the Postman said. He looked around. "Ah, Your Highness Princess Zelda! I have an envelope for you!"
"I'll take it," Link said.
"Oh, but it's for—"
Link's gaze didn't waver, and he held out his hand expectantly.
Swallowing, the Postman handed Link the letter. Link glanced at it and saw it was also high-quality parchment with a wax seal of the royal family. After paying the Postman once again, Link walked over to Princess Zelda and handed her the envelope before returning to his position.
The Postman started yelling out the names of various people and passing envelopes out to the archeologists and workers.
Link kept the Postman in his field of view as he opened the envelope from his family. He smiled as he read the letters from both his mother and Aryll. They had well wishes, hopes that he would come home soon, and come Farore's season, they wanted to celebrate his birthday as well. They also passed along assurances that they were fine and all they hoped for was that he was staying safe. The letter from his mother assured him that she knew how much he loved his father and that he was honoring his memory by remaining true to his duty.
They brought more relief to him than words could describe.
Marin's postscript was another reminder about the promise he had made to her.
The main crux of the letter from Aryll said she was keeping up with her lessons that Link and Liena had written down and that their mother had finally given in and given her blessing to be a squire by Aryll's next birthday. She also missed him fiercely—Link guessed that it was a new word she had learned—and hoped that he would visit soon.
Her postscript demanded that he take care of Midna. Or else.
That got a chuckle out of Link.
Putting the letters from his family away, Link opened the other envelope. It held a missive from Impa, stating that she would be waiting for them at the Foothill Stable as scheduled to watch over the princess while Link continued on to Death Mountain to speak to Daruk and figure out what the problem with Vah Rudania was. She also mentioned that they'd confirmed the route he had chosen and were dispatching Royal Guards and knights to the area to ensure it was safe. The letter was informal, friendly, and brief.
The postscript wished him well and reminded him to be patient with the princess.
Link found himself smiling and put that letter away as well.
Leaning against a tree, he kept his vigil and patiently counted the hours until he and the princess would leave the next day.
~o~O~o~
Central Hyrule – Hyrule Field, Lake Kolomo
Rauru saw them off the next day. Not only him, but the contingent of clergymen and nuns. They all assured the princess that they, too, would pray for her. Not only for her powers, but for her safety and happiness as well.
Princess Zelda's lips wavered, but she kept up a strong front and nodded her head regally.
Can't imagine whather etiquette lessons were like.
They didn't leave immediately. They stopped by the new secondary archeological site, where Masako had permanently set up shop. The ladies embraced, and Princess Zelda thanked the older woman for their efforts. Masako bowed and told her it was her duty.
Finally, they mounted their horses and slowly trotted down the long ramp off the Great Plateau.
However, when they reached the main road that circled the Great Plateau, Lumine started shaking her head and shuffling in place. Princess Zelda looked a bit shocked and tried to rein her in.
"Lumine, what has gotten into you?!" Princess Zelda shouted.
Link winced at the volume. He quickly got off Epona and slowly walked up to Lumine, keeping himself in her field of view so that she could see him coming. He walked up to her nose and started whispering calming words into the mare's ears. Lumine's aggression ebbed away, but she still was agitated.
Taking a look down at Midna showed no distress; at least, nothing that would warrant a threat. The wolf had her head tilted curiously at the commotion before bending down and sniffing the area around them. Epona's calm demeanor only reinforced that there were likely no threats they could detect.
Still gently stroking Lumine, Link started inspecting her and quickly saw that her gums and mouth were a bit dry.
"She's thirsty," Link quietly said. "Looks like she didn't drink up before we left. We need to go northeast. Lake Kolomo is there. She can get her fill then. Might need to feed her, too, just in case she missed eating as well."
"Oh," Princess Zelda said. "Is it far?"
"Minutes away on foot," Link said. It was a subtle hint, but it wasn't as if he could order or even request that she get off her mount.
Thankfully, Princess Zelda seemed to get the message or was worried about Lumine, because she immediately hopped off and started stroking the mare's nose. "There, there, girl. Let's get you something to drink, okay?"
"This way," Link softly said.
"By all means, lead on."
Gently wrapping his fingers around the bridle, Link led Lumine down the road north before taking a right toward the lake. It was a little out of their way, but they were in no rush. At least, Link assumed so, considering how much the princess seemed to like the outdoors over the stuffy castle.
"Ah, I see it," Princess Zelda said. She started walking faster, with Lumine trotting more quickly after seeing the water. Link had to pull her back long enough to remove the bit and bridle before letting the mare go. He placed Lumine's equipment on a nearby log.
Letting Princess Zelda take her horse to the water, Link turned to Epona. His mare remained behaved and was looking for a snack among the grass. Midna found a patch of grass she could roll on and kick out for a bit of fun.
Link decided to remove Epona's equipment as well for the time being.
Once Lumine was drinking, Princess Zelda walked back up to Link. "How long before we leave?"
Link shrugged. "Could be seconds. Could be minutes. We can walk around if you like."
Princess Zelda looked at their surroundings before seeing a Warm Darner perched on a leaf nearby. She let out a small gasp before quickly stifling it. She brought out her Sheikah Slate and took a picture.
They spent the next thirty minutes of their very sudden break just walking around and exploring. Princess Zelda took pictures of anything that caught her fancy: a Bright-Chested Duck, some does and a buck, and a Restless Cricket. She shrieked in surprise when she turned over a rock and a Hightail Lizard scampered out and ran away. She quickly managed to snap a picture of it as well before it disappeared into the foliage.
It was late morning by the time the princess had her fill of fun—such as it was, though Link wasn't one to judge—before she looked at him expectantly.
"I'm sure Lumine is fine," Link said. "We can leave when you like, Your Highness."
Princess Zelda nodded and started walking back to Lake Kolomo. Link followed her at a suitable distance.
"From here, we'll make our way to Goron City," Princess Zelda said.
From behind her, Link arched an eyebrow. He was supposed to go into Goron City, since Death Mountain was hazardous and mildly life-threatening on a good day. He opted not to say anything until they met up with Impa at the Foothill Stable. Hopefully, the advisor would advise safety and be able to rein in the princess's enthusiasm.
If not, Link would have to be the one to do it. Joy.
"Then, we'll need some adjustments on that Divine Beast so Daruk can manage it as easily as possible," Princess Zelda said, oblivious to Link's thoughts. She was still looking down at her Sheikah Slate, studying something or other. Likely the pictures she had just taken, or perhaps schematics of Vah Rudania. "He's figured out how to get it to move… However, it's apparent that we still have much more to learn. But to think, that Divine Beast was actually built by people…"
Now Link was wondering if Princess Zelda was talking to him, voicing her thoughts out loud, or even talking to Midna—the wolf was frolicking among the trees somewhere, but they could hear her making all manner of noises. He kept his silence as they walked through the forest.
"That means we should be able to understand how it works and how to use it to our advantage," Princess Zelda continued. "These Divine Beasts… so much we don't know… but if we want to turn back Calamity Ganon, they're our best hope."
Link almost frowned but held back. He had been constantly told that it was the Master Sword and the princess's power that were key to stopping it, and that the Divine Beasts were tools to help but were not, strictly speaking, necessary.
He was beginning to understand how much doubt Princess Zelda had in herself… and how much her efforts to awaken her power were leading towards. An entire week spent and wasted at one of the holiest structures in Central Hyrule with nothing to show for it.
King Rhoam would no doubt feel more anxious and fearful of the days to come. Link felt bad for the man.
Link really hoped—almost prayed—that the opportunity Rauru had spoken of would happen and happen soon. And be really obvious.
As if realizing what she had said, Princess Zelda slowed down before coming to a stop. She looked over her shoulder, just out of the corner of her eye, to glance at him. Somehow, though, even that wasn't quite right. It was as if she was avoiding looking at him. Or the Master Sword.
"Tell me the truth…" Princess Zelda said solemnly, her tone contrasting with her earlier excitement. "How proficient are you right now, wielding that sword on your back? Legend says that an ancient voice resonates inside it. Can you hear it yet… hero?"
Link blinked once but didn't answer. Princess Zelda didn't appear to expect one, though. She put the Sheikah Slate back into her leather pouch and continued back to Lake Kolomo, where their horses were waiting for them.
It was the first time Link had heard of such a story about the Master Sword, and he privately wondered where she had heard or read it from.
Although, he also wondered how much stock he should put into such a fanciful tale. Since drawing the Master Sword, he had heard no voice from it… and he would have questioned his sanity if he had.
Although… I did speak to a giant talking tree, so… maybe?
Link shook the thought away. He had to remind himself that he was only a swordsman. The events that they were talking about often felt so beyond his meager ability to understand that he couldn't help but wonder if he really would be needed against Calamity Ganon or if the Divine Beasts would really be enough.
It would save him a lot of trouble, considering how enormous Calamity Ganon appeared in the tapestry.
Really hoping that's just artistic license.
~o~O~o~
Lanayru Province – Lanayru Wetlands, Wetland Stable
Despite the impromptu break, they made excellent time. Once they got back to their horses, they took the roads back until they were going east. They rode past Gatepost Town, the Forest of Time, and Kolomo Garrison. They stopped for lunch at Riverside Stable. A couple of knights were there already, also enjoying a meal. They gave their report to Link and told him that Shepard was the Royal Guardsman in charge of security for this leg of their journey. They also informed Link that they would meet up with him at Wetland Stable, where they were scheduled to spend the evening.
Link and Princess Zelda finished their lunch, then thanked the knights for their help and information before mounting up and continuing their journey. They rode along the Hylia River before crossing Horwell Bridge. Going north across Eagus Bridge and Nabi Lake, they set a brisk pace to make up for lost time to arrive at Wetland Stable just as they were serving dinner.
Royal Guardsman Shepard met them. He had already reserved a table, and there were hot bowls of stew waiting.
"Just in time," Shepard said. "Fresh out of the pot."
"Excellent," Princess Zelda said happily.
Link took their horses and handed them off to the stable boys before cleaning his hands and joining them. Princess Zelda was already eating, but Shepard was kind enough to wait before they ate together.
"Oh, I bear a message from His Majesty, Your Highness," Shepard said. He looked contrite and took a drink of ale before speaking again. "I quote: 'Under no circumstances will Princess Zelda set foot on Death Mountain, unless there is a definitive problem with the Divine Beast. The responsibility of initial assessment will go to Sir Link, Daruk, and Markus. Princess Zelda is to stay at the Foothill Stable with Impa and put her efforts where they matter. Is that clear?', end quote."
Princess Zelda's lips became a thin line, and she was eating far less enthusiastically compared to moments before.
Link was of two minds. On the one hand, at least he didn't have to convince and/or remind the princess that she wasn't allowed on Death Mountain. On the other hand, she was definitely disappointed that she wouldn't get a chance to study the Divine Beast. No doubt that would sour her attitude for the rest of the journey.
"Could we pretend that you didn't deliver that message?" Princess Zelda asked hopefully.
Shepard shook his head. "I am sorry, Your Highness. Honor, loyalty, and duty to the crown are the bedrock foundations of the Royal Guard. You might be the princess, but we answer to the king. Also… I'm not one to commit treason. I was given a direct order."
Princess Zelda frowned.
"Don't kill the messenger," Shepard said, unfazed by her attitude. "Whatever grievances you have are with His Majesty. I'm just the conduit of his will."
Link arched an eyebrow, impressed that Shepard was standing his ground. Upon a bit of self-reflection, Link felt he might have caved under Princess Zelda's despondent look.
Guess I need to harden up a bit.
He made a private promise to be better and not let Princess Zelda get to him, no matter her emotional state.
"Any trouble on the roads?" Shepard asked. He meant that as a general question, but his eyes were on Link.
"None," Link said. "Thanks for looking out for us."
"It's what we do," Shepard said.
"Were there any problems on your end?" Link asked.
"One monster camp, but small," Shepard said. "They looked set to attack someone, but we put a stop to that."
Link took in a spoonful of stew, chewed, swallowed, and then asked, "The roads remain clear, then?"
"For a time," Shepard answered. "All the same, though, keep a weather eye out. Always expect trouble, no matter what."
Link nodded and returned his attention to dinner.
~o~O~o~
Later that evening, Link walked out of the massive tent and stretched.
"Can't sleep?" Shepard asked. He had told both Princess Zelda and Link that he would be keeping watch all night. Link had wanted to have a shift, but Shepard had assured him that it was only one night, and he would sleep part of the day away before returning to Hyrule Castle.
Link shook his head. "Too much going on in my head. Need to walk and clear it."
Shepard nodded. "I've had nights like that. Don't worry, the princess is in safe hands."
Thanking him, Link left. Midna was sleeping on Princess Zelda's bed, so there was an added layer of security he could trust as well. He walked around the stable, then eventually into the woods. The moon was supplying enough light to see by, so he simply carried on until he was sure he was alone.
This particular leg of the trip was a bit depressing for him because of how close home was. It was a couple of hours away on horseback; just past Rebonae Bridge would be Mabe Prairie and, from there, Mabe Village. It was the closest he had ever been to home in months.
He reached the Hylia River and looked to the west. From where he was standing, he could actually see the distant torchlight of his village in the distance, and his heart panged painfully.
Taking a deep breath and forcing the despondent thoughts away, he reminded himself that he had chosen the Lanayru route specifically for this reason. They could have ridden north from Riverside Stable to reach Wetland Stable. They might have lost a little time going around Whistling Hill, but not much. However, they would have been uncomfortably close, just brushing right at the outskirts of Mabe Village.
He couldn't do that to himself or his family.
Once Link felt he was in control of himself, he took off his scabbard, drew the Master Sword, and placed it against a tree. Then he took a few steps back to study it.
His feelings had always been conflicted regarding the legendary blade. On the one hand, it was responsible for taking his father away from him. On the other hand, it was necessary in order to protect his family… even though his family could have very well been broken after his father's death.
He wondered if that internal conflict was why he couldn't hear anything. Or if that was why the sword never exhibited anything 'divine'.
A voice might mean a consciousness. If the Master Sword had consciousness, was it alive? Did it have a mind? A soul? Could it read him? Judge him as it had done back at the Korok Forest?
"Couldn't be…" Link mumbled. With one last glance at the Master Sword, he took the blade, put it back into the scabbard, and started making the walk back to Wetland Stable and his bed.
~o~O~o~
Author's Notes:
Read into the names as you will.