She checks beneath the cot. She checks behind the curtains. She checks the goddamn drawers. Princess Zelda is nowhere to be found.

What to do, what to do…she knows she should tell the King…but what if it costs her her job? Perhaps she could find the Princess somewhere in the Castle?

Impa sprint down the corridor when she encounters an equally-distressed soldier.

"Impa!" Faito cries. "Have you seen His Majesty?"

"Never mind him! Have you seen Zelda?"

"Zelda?" Faito frowns. "The Princess?"

"She's gone!" Impa yells. "Missing! Maybe even kidnapped!"

"Ok, let's just remain calm." Faito speaks slowly. "Where did you last see her?"

"I put her to bed and now she's gone." she states firmly. "I want this whole Castle on lockdown until we find her."

As per her wishes, Faito arranges for the Castle to be quarantined until further notice. It's all systems go: all Castle staff are woken from their beds and ordered to search the entire vicinity for the lost Princess. All the while, the King remains in blissful slumber, unaware to the chaos around him.

As the clock strikes twelve, it becomes apparent that the Princess is no longer present within the walls of the Castle. Impa patrolled the hallways with purposeful strides, her right-hand man by her side.

"I want every stone unturned, every exit blocked." she commands. "There are many ways in and out of this Castle beyond just the drawbridge. I want troops out there scouting the grounds."

"Should we be sending soldiers down into Castle Town too?"

"We don't want to alarm the townsfolk. The last thing His Majesty needs is another bruise to his reputation. We'll go and pay them a visit instead."

Those guards on duty are dispatched around the Castle Grounds, scavenging in bushes and flowerbeds for any clues to Zelda's whereabouts. Impa and Faito descend into the Market Square, beelining straight for Imogen's apartment. Impa's fist thumps on the door three times.

"Imogen? It's Impa. Open up. We have important matters to discuss."

The lights are on, but there is no reply. Impa rattles the handle and finds the door unlocked. She does hesitate in marching inside.

Faito cautiously follows her and is dazzled by the eerie glow of the orange orbs hanging from the ceiling. Mysteriously, Imogen is nowhere to be seen. Impa passes the spice-stocked shelves and investigates the stove. Steam still rises from the pan of water resting on the hob.

"Where do you think she could have disappeared to?" Faito ponders.

Impa ignores his inquisition and snoops around the shelves. Nothing seems out of the ordinary, and yet, the whole room stinks of suspicion.

"Impa!" Faito calls to her from the dining table. "I think you may find interest in this!"

Impa groans as she finds him poring over the pages of an open newspaper. "What is it? Have you not caught-up on the latest gossip yet?"

Faito places his finger on the front page. "Take a look."

Impa grumbles as she entertains his observation. In front of her is a copy of the Castle Town Times; a written piece of garbage she was keen to avoid. The headline reads Newborn Princess Kidnap Horror! Huh?

"Check the date." Faito gestures to the top.

Impa's gaze follows his finger. The date is set one week ahead of today. This newspaper is published…in the future…

"Something's not right…" Impa shakes her head with disbelief. "There must be some sort of mistake…"

"Unless…Imogen has been the mastermind behind this news publication all along?" Faito suggests. "She could be the one writing the articles?"

"But that would imply…that she is the one who kidnapped the Princess!"

Impa impatiently skims the front-page article until she happens upon the information she has been looking for.

"'The Princess was discovered at the Temple of Time by a courageous citizen of Castle Town'." she reads. "Come on, there's no time to waste!" She pushes her partner towards the door. "To the Temple of Time!"