Volga didn't sit in the carriage as it headed south. He kept his head high as we walked, marching to some silent beat that Zelda couldn't hear. He led them to Lynna Village but didn't stop at the gates. He marched onwards to a swirling pattern in the dirt in the corner of the town.

"Milady, if you will," he said.

"On it."

Lana lifted the tome she'd been carrying. It flew open and the pages rustled and flew as if an unfelt wind pushed them. She outreached a hand and a white light enveloped the swirling dirt.

"Do not be afraid." Volga kept his head high and walked into the white light withot hesitation.

"It's a doorway," Lana explained, "to the hidden town of Somaria. It's where we Guardians of Time live."

Guardians of Time? Zelda had never heard of them before and it unsettled her. She knew of dragons, kikwi, and even foreign deities but such a race as the Guardians of Time had eluded the history books Zelda had read.

But she had to be strong. She had to be brave.

"Ganon, let's go."

He nodded. "Whatever you say, princess." Even so, a smile curled his lips upwards He led the carriage into the light and the group soon found themselves in a rose garden.

"The gates," Lana explained.

Volga lead from a distance past hedges full of roses until they reached a city made of marble. It shone brighter than even the royal castle Zelda remembered. Magic was the best way to describe it.

Citizens of this beautiful town went about their ordinary lives in white and lavender clothes. They used magic freely and limitlessly like the people of old. Their blue, purple, and silver hair cemented them as magical folk.

"This is Somaria," Lana said.

Men came to handle the Gerudo caravan, and Lana hopped out. She clapped one of the men on the shoulder happily before turning to look at the Hyruleans.

"You guys coming?"

"Uh, sure," Ganon said slowly. He hopped out of the driver's seat and helped Zelda and Agitha out of the back.

Agitha tagged along next to Lana, giggling as she talked to the girl. They were about the same age, Zelda supposed. And Agitha needed that, needed someone who was not quite a child but not quite an adult yet either. Someone her own age.

Ganon put an arm around Zelda's shoulders and pulled her close as they walked. "Strange place, huh?"

She nodded. "Feels like a fairy tale."

And the fairy tale didn't end as they approached a chapel. At least, Zelda thought it was a chapel. It also reminded her of the Temple of Time. On second thought, it was probably a temple. Chapels weren't guarded like this.

Men in silver armor stood at the door, one on each side. White knights. This truly was a fairy tale world with fairy tale people, only it was real.

Lana laughed less once inside, but held her smile. Volga stood waiting for her. He offered her his arm and she took it.

"To my chamber," she said gently.

He nodded and led the way, past people in long robes with large tomes. Scholars, mages, and curious folk – no doubt they were the people who studied here, lived here, worshipped here.

Finally, they reached double doors guarded by more knights. These knights opened the doors for them and stared ahead as Lana was followed in by the outsiders.

Lana approached a table with two chairs. Not nearly enough to seat all of them.

"Chairs, please," Lana said.

Volga silently complied and pulled up two other chairs. Still not enough. He pulled the chair out for Lana and continued to stand behind the plush chair even after she sat.

"Please, sit."

And the Hyruleans did.

"What do you want to know?" Lana asked with a smile.

Zelda thought about asking about their dreams, but she knew what would follow. A goddess – likely Din for Volga and Nayru for Lana – had called out to them and told them that Ganon and Zelda would come. She already knew that.

What she didn't know was why Lana was afraid or why she needed a guard. Zelda wanted to know what Somaria was. She wanted to know who Lana was.

Zelda looked at Ganon, at a loss for how start off the questioning. Her eyes asked silently for help.

He understood and he nodded. "Lana, where is this?"

"Somaria. I thought I said that already."

He waved his hand, dismissing her answer and beckoning for more details. "And what is Somaria?"

"The home to the Guardians of Time, and the true guardian – the seer who actually watches over the hero." She kept her eyes low. "That seer is me."

Volga seemed to look above the newcomers, past them, at the wall. "Milady, and those who came before her, have always been chosen to watch the hero Link."

Lana nibbled at her lip. "But my Link is no hero."

"No," Zelda agreed. "He is not."

"My older sister was born when Link was. She was supposed to be the seer."

"But you got the role?" Ganon asked.

Lana nodded. "My soul was pure. Hers wasn't." She clasped her hands in her lap tightly until her knuckles turned white. "But Cia is by his side now. And she wants me dead." Tears sparkled in her eyes.

Volga placed a gloved hand on her shoulder. "Milady…"

Lana placed a hand on his, using the other to wipe away her tears. "I',… I'm fine."

Zelda lowered her eyes wanting to give Lana as much privacy in this sensitive moment as she could. She didn't know if Ganon or Agitha did the same.

"Lana, I'm… I'm so sorry for your loss." Zelda couldn't say she had experienced the same kind of loss, but she had experienced great loss as well in her life.

Lana shook her head and forced a smile to her face. "I'm okay," she said. "Because I'm determined to help you."

Well, at least they had that going for them.

Lana smiled. "Tell me what I can do for you."

Wasn't that the question everyone was asking? Zelda thought it over for a few moments before making her decision.

"There are people in Hyrule – allies and friends – that I need to evacuate to a safe place. Can you get them out for me?"

Volga looked down at Lana as she gave him a small nod. He saluted the princess and gave them her answer.

"Come morning, we shall head out. You would be wise to do the same. Until then, make a list of people we must find."

"I will."

Already, she was creating that list in her mind. She just needed some paper. Her friends from Lon Village, that kind man who ran the bazaar in Castle Town, and a few other family friends needed to rescued before that tyrant put them in prison just for being her allies.

Zelda refused to let that happen.