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As Link stretched, he thought: ‘That was a good sleep … but … I can’t help but feel like there’s something that I’m forgetting . . . ’ It was at this point that he caught sight of his blackened right arm and then, beyond that, the Goddess Statue that Robbie’s wife was sweeping the floor in front of.
The memories of what had happened instantly came flooding back to him. ‘Oh, right . . . ’

~*~*~

He had returned from Hyrule Castle having just seen, what looked like for all intents and purposes, Princess Zelda, standing atop the turret on the eastern side of the dining hall before somehow drifting up into the sky. Walking back to Lookout Landing with the survey team now, to where Purah was waiting at the northern gate with Grunyon and Gagaim, Link had wondered if anybody else had seen what they just saw.
As it turned out, one person had.
Link hardly saw anybody else, as she leapt down from the balcony above the gate. He hardly registered that she looked a little bit worse for wear - well, after all, she had been down there beneath Hyrule Castle with him and Zelda (not to mention Mia) when the crisis had taken place.
Which is why he had been so worried about her.
But, it seemed that she had gotten out, after all.
Emma, Zelda’s older sister by adoption and Hyrule’s duchess. She and Link had travelled together before, and she had been by his side as he’d fought against the Blights and fought to get his own memories back. She was a constant in his life, different from Zelda but that was okay.
“Link!” She cried, pushing past Purah as she ran across the small wooden bridge. Link vaguely registered that her voice was hoarse, like she hadn’t used it in many days. “LINK!” She also sounded close to tears.
And, she got closer, Link saw two other things.
As her blue hood blew back, he saw her horns; normally they were only double during a Blood Moon, and so their presence now at four o’clock in the afternoon was … troubling.
So we’re the brownish-black scales on her right arm, almost giving the appearance of whatever had happened to Link’s arm, but he suspected that hers had to do with her demon blood.
Either way, there was something else that they had in common right now, that much was for certain as she threw her arms around him.
They were both incredibly glad to see that the other was alive.

~*~*~

She was waiting for him in Purah’s room, where she had evidently been staying since being found.
According to Purah, a man had carried Emma out of Hyrule Castle, before vanishing suddenly.
“He was a Sheikah, I THINK,” Purah had told slink last night. “And, there was something FAMILIAR about him, too … glasses, that indifference … I mean, but it COULDN’T have been HIM . . . ”
Link suspected, but didn’t say, that Purah had been referring to Akito, the castle chancellor from over a hundred years ago. The reason that he hadn’t said anything was because there was a high probability that it HAD been Akito - who had in fact been a Yiga spy sent by Master Kohga to keep an eye on Emma - who Purah had encountered, and that was all due to the mysterious and dark nature of Emma’s signature weapon, the Dark Sword.
Link was one of the few people who knew that the sword had a habit of drawing in those with demon blood, and that Akito was just one of the many beings who had been ‘saved’ from the Calamity that way. The spirits of the Blights had also been imprisoned in the realm created by the sword. They were all watched over by somebody who Emma had referred to as Ghirahim, and whose voice Link had heard a few years back when he had infiltrated the Yiga Clan base to liberate Emma; Ghirahim liked to refer to himself as the ‘Demon Lord’, and he was loyal to Emma - who apparently was the reincarnation of some Demon Goddess - but decidedly unconcerned about the fates of anybody else.
Link wanted to talk to Emma about all of this before he mentioned anything to Purah, though.
And, he was glad that he had decided that, as he caught a snippet of the conversation that she was having with somebody in the sword as he paused a few feet down from the third floor landing.
“If I’m dreaming from Mia’s perspective,” Emma was saying. “Then, that means that she’s alive, right?”
Ｍｏｓｔｌｉｋｅｌｙ． A decidedly unfamiliar female voice responded calmly. Your connection with Mia enables you to use Sight Sharing, which you wouldn’t be able to do if she wasn’t still alive. Ｔｈｅｆａｃｔｔｈａｔｉｔｗａｓｖｉａａｄｒｅａｍｉｓａｂｉｔｓｔｒａｎｇｅ，ｂｕｔ，Ｉ’ｌｌａｓｋｍｙｂｒｏｔｈｅｒａｂｏｕｔｉｔａｎｄｓｅｅｗｈａｔｈｅｋｎｏｗｓ．
“Is he okay?” Emma wanted to know all of a sudden.
ＬｏｒｄＧｈｉｒａｈｉｍｉｓｌｅｃｔｕｒｉｎｇｈｉｍｂｅｃａｕｓｅｈｅａｌｌｏｗｅｄＰｕｒａｈｔｏｓｅｅｈｉｍ，ｂｕｔ，ｄｏｎ’ｔｗｏｒｒｙ． The spirit of Akito’s sister assured her. Ｒｅｍｅｍｂｅｒｔｈａｔｍｙｂｒｏｔｈｅｒｗｅｎｔｕｎｄｅｒｃｏｖｅｒａｓｃｈａｎｃｅｌｌｏｒｆｏｒｎｅａｒｌｙｆｉｆｔｅｅｎｙｅａｒｓ，ｗｈｉｃｈｒｅｑｕｉｒｅｄａｄｉｆｆｅｒｅｎｔｋｉｎｄｏｆｓｔｅａｌｔｈｔｏｔｈｅｗｏｒｋｔｈａｔｔｈｅｒｅｓｔｏｆｔｈｅＹｉｇａＣｌａｎａｎｄＩｄｉｄ．
“He never had to worry about hiding his appearance,” Emma agreed. “But, I think that Purah might have recognised him . . . ”
Ｄｏｎ’ｔｗｏｒｒｙ． Sumi said again. Ａｎｙｔｈｉｎｇｅｌｓｅ？
“Yes,” Emma said with a small sigh. “I still have no idea where Astor would have gone,” (Who?) “And … Sumi … when I saw through Mia’s eyes last night … I saw my sister.” (Link’s own eyes widened.) “I saw Zelda. She’s alive, Sumi. I can feel it.”
The spirit known as Sumi was silent for a moment, before she said: Ｔｈａｔ’ｓｇｏｏｄ． With such obvious sincerity that Link knew instantly that, despite her ties to the Yiga Clan, this Sumi could be trusted. Ｄｏｎ’ｔｇｉｖｅｕｐｈｏｐｅ，Ｅｍｍａ．
“Okay.” Emma whispered, and Link heard a small swishing sound, which he somehow knew was Sumi’s spirit returning to the sword.
Were she and the others in that sword dead? Alive? Who was Astor? So many questions . . .
Link finished climbing up the ladder, and Emma turned to him as he straightened up.
“Link,” she said quietly, her hazel eyes piercing into his blue ones, as she got right to the point. “You were gone for seven whole days. And … in that time … problems rose up in Hyrule once again.” She bit her lip. “Let’s go and see Purah … she has more details . . . ”

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As Link stretched, he thought: ‘That was a good sleep … but … I can’t help but feel like there’s something that I’m forgetting . . . ’ It was at this point that he caught sight of his blackened right arm and then, beyond that, the Goddess Statue that Robbie’s wife was sweeping the floor in front of.
The memories of what had happened instantly came flooding back to him. ‘Oh, right . . . ’

~*~*~

He had returned from Hyrule Castle having just seen, what looked like for all intents and purposes, Princess Zelda, standing atop the turret on the eastern side of the dining hall before somehow drifting up into the sky. Walking back to Lookout Landing with the survey team now, to where Purah was waiting at the northern gate with Grunyon and Gagaim, Link had wondered if anybody else had seen what they just saw.
As it turned out, one person had.
Link hardly saw anybody else, as she leapt down from the balcony above the gate. He hardly registered that she looked a little bit worse for wear - well, after all, she had been down there beneath Hyrule Castle with him and Zelda (not to mention Mia) when the crisis had taken place.
Which is why he had been so worried about her.
But, it seemed that she had gotten out, after all.
Emma, Zelda’s older sister by adoption and Hyrule’s duchess. She and Link had travelled together before, and she had been by his side as he’d fought against the Blights and fought to get his own memories back. She was a constant in his life, different from Zelda but that was okay.
“Link!” She cried, pushing past Purah as she ran across the small wooden bridge. Link vaguely registered that her voice was hoarse, like she hadn’t used it in many days. “LINK!” She also sounded close to tears.
And, she got closer, Link saw two other things.
As her blue hood blew back, he saw her horns; normally they were only double during a Blood Moon, and so their presence now at four o’clock in the afternoon was … troubling.
So we’re the brownish-black scales on her right arm, almost giving the appearance of whatever had happened to Link’s arm, but he suspected that hers had to do with her demon blood.
Either way, there was something else that they had in common right now, that much was for certain as she threw her arms around him.
They were both incredibly glad to see that the other was alive.

~*~*~

She was waiting for him in Purah’s room, where she had evidently been staying since being found.
According to Purah, a man had carried Emma out of Hyrule Castle, before vanishing suddenly.
“He was a Sheikah, I THINK,” Purah had told slink last night. “And, there was something FAMILIAR about him, too … glasses, that indifference … I mean, but it COULDN’T have been HIM . . . ”
Link suspected, but didn’t say, that Purah had been referring to Akito, the castle chancellor from over a hundred years ago. The reason that he hadn’t said anything was because there was a high probability that it HAD been Akito - who had in fact been a Yiga spy sent by Master Kohga to keep an eye on Emma - who Purah had encountered, and that was all due to the mysterious and dark nature of Emma’s signature weapon, the Dark Sword.
Link was one of the few people who knew that the sword had a habit of drawing in those with demon blood, and that Akito was just one of the many beings who had been ‘saved’ from the Calamity that way. The spirits of the Blights had also been imprisoned in the realm created by the sword. They were all watched over by somebody who Emma had referred to as Ghirahim, and whose voice Link had heard a few years back when he had infiltrated the Yiga Clan base to liberate Emma; Ghirahim liked to refer to himself as the ‘Demon Lord’, and he was loyal to Emma - who apparently was the reincarnation of some Demon Goddess - but decidedly unconcerned about the fates of anybody else.
Link wanted to talk to Emma about all of this before he mentioned anything to Purah, though.
And, he was glad that he had decided that, as he caught a snippet of the conversation that she was having with somebody in the sword as he paused a few feet down from the third floor landing.
“If I’m dreaming from Mia’s perspective,” Emma was saying. “Then, that means that she’s alive, right?”
Ｍｏｓｔｌｉｋｅｌｙ． A decidedly unfamiliar female voice responded calmly. Your connection with Mia enables you to use Sight Sharing, which you wouldn’t be able to do if she wasn’t still alive. Ｔｈｅｆａｃｔｔｈａｔｉｔｗａｓｖｉａａｄｒｅａｍｉｓａｂｉｔｓｔｒａｎｇｅ，ｂｕｔ，Ｉ’ｌｌａｓｋｍｙｂｒｏｔｈｅｒａｂｏｕｔｉｔａｎｄｓｅｅｗｈａｔｈｅｋｎｏｗｓ．
“Is he okay?” Emma wanted to know all of a sudden.
ＬｏｒｄＧｈｉｒａｈｉｍｉｓｌｅｃｔｕｒｉｎｇｈｉｍｂｅｃａｕｓｅｈｅａｌｌｏｗｅｄＰｕｒａｈｔｏｓｅｅｈｉｍ，ｂｕｔ，ｄｏｎ’ｔｗｏｒｒｙ． The spirit of Akito’s sister assured her. Ｒｅｍｅｍｂｅｒｔｈａｔｍｙｂｒｏｔｈｅｒｗｅｎｔｕｎｄｅｒｃｏｖｅｒａｓｃｈａｎｃｅｌｌｏｒｆｏｒｎｅａｒｌｙｆｉｆｔｅｅｎｙｅａｒｓ，ｗｈｉｃｈｒｅｑｕｉｒｅｄａｄｉｆｆｅｒｅｎｔｋｉｎｄｏｆｓｔｅａｌｔｈｔｏｔｈｅｗｏｒｋｔｈａｔｔｈｅｒｅｓｔｏｆｔｈｅＹｉｇａＣｌａｎａｎｄＩｄｉｄ．
“He never had to worry about hiding his appearance,” Emma agreed. “But, I think that Purah might have recognised him . . . ”
Ｄｏｎ’ｔｗｏｒｒｙ． Sumi said again. Ａｎｙｔｈｉｎｇｅｌｓｅ？
“Yes,” Emma said with a small sigh. “I still have no idea where Astor would have gone,” (Who?) “And … Sumi … when I saw through Mia’s eyes last night … I saw my sister.” (Link’s own eyes widened.) “I saw Zelda. She’s alive, Sumi. I can feel it.”
The spirit known as Sumi was silent for a moment, before she said: Ｔｈａｔ’ｓｇｏｏｄ． With such obvious sincerity that Link knew instantly that, despite her ties to the Yiga Clan, this Sumi could be trusted. Ｄｏｎ’ｔｇｉｖｅｕｐｈｏｐｅ，Ｅｍｍａ．
“Okay.” Emma whispered, and Link heard a small swishing sound, which he somehow knew was Sumi’s spirit returning to the sword.
Were she and the others in that sword dead? Alive? Who was Astor? So many questions . . .
Link finished climbing up the ladder, and Emma turned to him as he straightened up.
“Link,” she said quietly, her hazel eyes piercing into his blue ones, as she got right to the point. “You were gone for seven whole days. And … in that time … problems rose up in Hyrule once again.” She bit her lip. “Let’s go and see Purah … she has more details . . . ”