Royal RemorseImpa began unpacking as Princess Zelda sat in shock, trying to absorb all that had transpired. Ganondorf had attacked Hyrule Castle in the night, slaying all who stood between him and the treasure that he sought: the Ocarina of Time. She squeezed her eyes shut. She knew he was an evil man. She knew that no good would come of her father's openness towards him. And now he was dead. First her mother, lost to some sickness years before she could remember, and now her father. Everyone was dead. The kindly cook who had always offered her a secret plate of trifle, the boisterous captain who was always willing to play along with her games, even the servant girl who had been her best friend within the castle walls. All of them were slain. Cruelly taken from her by that wicked man...that demon.
"Zelda? Zelda, can you hear me?"
She snapped back to awareness, looking in the concerned eyes of Impa. Her deep red eyes pierced her to her core.
"Princess, you must listen to me. I saw you throw the Ocar