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Link and Urbosa walked through the gates of Hyrule Castle and started heading to the throne room. It was late, and all this traveling made Link want sleep more now than ever. He looked around and noticed that a lot of the voes were wearing armor. He thought it was strange how Hylians dressed and remembered commenting to Urbosa about it earlier.

Dressing matters aside, the behavior of Hylians was another thing. While in Castle Town, there were gossipers who stayed in common places, unlike Gerudo Town, where they were found at The Noble Canteen. When they saw him, their talking hushed and they pointed. He remembered how strange the stable owner acted when he saw him, along with travelers, merchants, commoners, knights, and even some other tribes in Hyrule, none of which he knew the names of. Of course, he knew he was a Hylian but he never felt like he was one; therefore, he proudly called himself a Gerudo instead.

When they made it to the throne room, he bowed the way Urbosa had told him to. He could feel everyone's eyes on him and took a shaky breath. He rose when told, and shifted his eyes around the room quickly; he saw a fish, a vure, a boulder, and two Hylians who were obviously the king and princess. He found it strange; they were all wearing the same shade of blue Urbosa wore. He also started internally scolding himself for not bothering to study the other races found in Hyrule and only about the Gerudo, and barely anything about Hylians. He started focusing on the room to distract himself from all the glares; two sets of staircases that led to the king and princess' throne, a few large statues of knights or heroes, and what seemed to be a large time dial that looked so…familiar. The king rose out of his seat and addressed them.

"Urbosa, I've been expecting you, but I wasn't expecting you to bring a visitor. Who is this?"

"Your Majesty, this is Link…of the Gerudo," she muttered the last part slightly; she was just as worried as Link was about this.

"'Of the Gerudo'…?" he echoed lightly.

"King Rhoam, if you are worried about this, then I can assure you all is fine."

"It's okay, Urbosa. We can discuss this later."

Link tensed slightly and averted his gaze to the ground, knowing he was 'this.'

"I just wish you sent a messenger to tell me ahead of time. I would've had a room prepared, but I believe there are still some available. I can send a handmaiden to get it ready…"

"That would be very appreciated. Thank you."

"It is late; feel free to unpack and rest. Dinner will be ready soon."

Link and Urbosa nodded, then left with the others and went to their rooms. Link followed a handmaiden to his room and thanked her when they made it there. He gave a sigh of relief and dropped his stuff by the bed. He decided to unpack the weapons and shield he brought with him first; he left his clothes in the backpack and started to look around the room. It was average size, and had a bed with blue and gold sheets against the wall. There was also a dresser, a desk and chair, a royal purple sofa, and a large window with red-violet drapes. After a few moments, he heard knocking and went to answer the door. He saw four Hylians, three vais and one voe. Two vais had red paint shaped like a crying eye on their foreheads, while the other vai and only voe had the red paint near their eyes. As much as he wanted to keep staring, he knew it was rude, and instead invited them in. They entered and Link had no idea how to address them; he'd never seen Hylians like this before. But fortunately for him, one of the vais decided to start the conversation.

"I am Impa, leader of the Sheikah. This is my sister Purah, the head researcher for ancient Sheikah technology, Robbie, our head researcher's assistant, and Kada, the Sheikah who has been watching over you since you were a child."

Link arched an eyebrow. "What's that?"

"What's what?" asked Purah.

"What's a 'child'?"

"It's a very young and small Hylian…?"

His expression remained the same. Before Purah could confuse the poor voe even more, Kada jumped in. "What we meant to say was 'vehvi.'" His puzzled look disappeared and his eyes seemed to light up when she said the Gerudo native word. "I'm sorry. I should have told them about Gerudo vocabulary."

"You're fine. Trust me." He waved his arms to dismiss the mistake.

Kada nodded and Impa started talking again. "If you ever need us, you can find us in the courtyard or walking around the castle." With that said, Impa, Purah, and Robbie left the room. Kada stayed behind and sat in the chair at the desk.

"So, vehvi, how are you enjoying your trip?"

"It's been good so far."

She nodded and started admiring the items Link left on the bed. She walked over and picked up a claymore.

"That's a golden claymore," Link said; "it's only given to the most skilled Gerudo sword fighters…" His words trailed off and he looked at the other weapons. He didn't think he was the most skilled Gerudo sword fighter—not to mention he wasn't even a Gerudo.

"Do you like using it?" Kada asked as she stopped turning the claymore over and put it down to pick up a Gerudo scimitar.

"It's good for knockback and it is pretty light, but sa'oten no! I prefer one-handed swords."

"And why is that?"

"…I can hold a shield with one…?"

"Interesting." She looked at him, "I can tell you're good with weaponry. And you must be pretty good if Champion Urbosa brought you here."

"It's just a coincidence. There are a lot of soldiers better than me."

Kada huffed a bit and put the sword down before walking to him. "No, there is a much larger reason she chose you of all people. Link, you are destined for greatness; it's one of the many reasons you weren't fed to a Molduga when you were found. You are going to be a hero." She saw the look on his face grow a bit worried and scared and sighed, "I apologize. I shouldn't have just thrown that at you and expected you to accept it, but it is true. We'll take…smaller steps towards your destiny." He nodded slowly and she started walking to the door. "Oh, yes, before I forget. Here…" She gave him a scroll closed with a blue and red band. "…You'll need that."

She left and almost immediately, a handmaiden stopped by the doorway. "Sir Link," she started, "dinner is ready."


Guest: I'm glad you're interested. And don't worry, I will continue this story and don't plan on just dropping it midway. Also, thank you for reviewing, which motivated me to get off my lazy behind and finally finish this.

I apologize for how long you had to wait for this. I already started chapter six and hopefully I get it done January, February-ish. Anyway, I hoped you enjoyed reading this chapter of The Hylian Child. Feel free to ask any questions, tell me any concerns, comment, criticize, I don't know. You do what you want. Until next time. Bye~