Chess 2
To watch. That was my role, from the very beginning. I stood atop my lofty keep, watching every little thing that went on in your life, making sure you were everything you needed to be. Making sure you never swayed from your destiny. Make sure you never had any life other than the ones our tyrannical goddesses deemed you have. I watched you, and I wept. Underneath the damnable mask the Princess had me wear, I wept.
Did you weep for me, Love? Did you cry for your anguished protector, your tormented guardian angel? Did you cry for the one who watched you stumble out of temple after temple, covered in wounds, and knew they were their fault? My fault? I know you did not.
I was watching.
I lit the torches for you, you know. After that first temple, after I was forced to watch you stumbling about in the darkness, I would get myself just ahead of you and light the torches. It was difficult, I admit, not to mention dangerous. A couple throwing knives and some spandex don't do much to protect you from a raving horde of stalfos. It was all I could manage to get the flame in the braziers. And some torches I couldn't light, of course. They were part of your quest. God forbid I do part of your quest for you.
It makes me so angry. I wanted to help you so badly. I wanted to rush to your aid, teleport you to somewhere safe where you… and, I so desperately wished, me… could just be ourselves, without the will of the goddesses pressing down upon us. I wanted to save you. Save the one who saves us all.
But I can't.
Couldn't.
Past tense. Because I can, now. I've discovered something, love. A portal, deep in the woods, so deep no one has ever gone there. No one but me. It leads to another world, another place entirely, where Ganondorf doesn't exist, where everything is at peace. A place where the two of us can go. A place where the goddesses cannot follow.
Come with me, Link! Follow me there, to that wonderful place! Come with me, so we can finally be together, in peace. 'Screw them all', as your colourful Goron friend would say. Let yourself engage in a little selfishness for once. You've done enough for this land. You've awakened the sages, cleared the temples. Let the sages do their own work for a change and kill Ganondorf themselves. Pass your sword on to Princess Zelda. She could use the exercise.
Please, Link. I don't care how you do it. Just leave. If you don't want to come with me, that's fine. Just leave. Don't fight Ganondorf. Please. I've been watching, Link. I've seen what he is capable of. I know exactly what he's going to do to you.
Don't go to him.
Please.
Sheik
Zelda scowled, ripping the letter up into a million tiny pieces.
How dare he try to meddle in destiny? The Sheikah was undeserving of place in history the Goddesses had given him. If he was unwilling to play his role, then he would be cut from the cast.
Fate had no use for pawns with will.
"Impa!" She shouted, knowing the sage would undoubtedly come. "Find me an illusion spell! There's a certain Sheikah I need to impersonate."