Prologue

I'm a patron of Hyrule Castle, one of Princess Zelda's closest advisors, her personal sword-maiden actually. The Great Calamity hit, killing most of the castle staff, all except me. I managed to escape through the ruckus, and I fell into a deep slumber once I'd reached the safety of Kakariko Village. That slumber lasted a hundred calamity filled years. I woke, in the depths of a Sheikah shrine, set free by a blonde male, who apparently had his fair share of a hundred years' sleep too. He seemed okay, until he opened his mouth. What arrogance!