Time Linked Together

8

Urbosa had been holed up in the hidden room for a week, poring over books and conducting extensive research in both libraries. Her goal was to piece together a precise timeline and accurate history. Still, the task proved to be more complex than she had anticipated. Despite her best efforts, she had yet to uncover significant new information beyond what she had already seen in the books. Urbosa even went through old files in the Divine Beast but failed to do so. The Intruders had deleted important information earlier.

She embarked on comprehensive research and found a wealth of information about the Yiga clan and its inception. While delving deeper into her study, she chanced upon a book that vividly described how, in ancient times, the King had exiled the Sheikah from the capital. This decision agitated many Sheikahs who decided to flee to the desert. The journey was arduous, and they wandered for several weeks until one day, they stumbled upon a tribe of Gerudo women who had once been loyal to a King that had been long forgotten. The Sheikahs formed an alliance with the women and the ancient King, which marked the beginning of the Yiga clan.

She was filled with an intense sense of curiosity as she stumbled upon an enigmatic story concealed deep within the central control panel of the Divine Beast. The file was carefully hidden in a secure corner, and its contents about the Yiga clan shocked her. However, her fascination didn't end there. She gradually became increasingly engrossed in learning about the ancient Gerudo temples and their vast knowledge. Despite her efforts to locate them in their original positions, she could only find remnants and sand, adding to the mystery and intrigue surrounding these temples.

Urbosa was sitting at a small, rickety table inside the cramped quarters of the Divine Beast. She had a stack of papers in front of her that she was diligently sifting through, occasionally jotting something down with a quill pen. The room was dimly lit, with only a few flickering torches on the walls.

As she finished the last paperwork, she heard footsteps approaching from behind. She turned to see a charming and tall Gerudo woman standing there, a look of determination on her face. The woman's long, dark red hair was pulled back into a tight braid, and she wore a flowing, deep red dress that complemented her skin tone perfectly. Urbosa couldn't help but feel a sense of respect for the woman's stability and trust.

The woman's voice was firm and formal as she addressed Lady Urbosa, seeking her attention. "My sincerest apologies for disturbing you, Lady Urbosa, but the Annual Festival has already begun, and people are inquiring about your whereabouts," she informed her, her tone still stern. Lady Urbosa acknowledged her presence with a warm smile, though she remained seated. She gathered all her belongings around her, neatly packing them away. Deciding it was a good time to leave, she stood up gracefully, her long skirts rustling.

Urbosa's voice was apologetic as she finished cleaning and asked, "I hope the preparations went well. How were they?"

Her guard smiled and replied, "Everything went according to plan, and everyone is having a great time. The atmosphere is lively, and people are enjoying themselves. But they did inquire about your whereabouts."

Urbosa's laughter was full and hearty, echoing through the stillness of the desert air. With a wave of her hand, she assured her guard that she would be out in a moment, then set to work cleaning her Divine Beast. Once finished, she emerged from the mechanical creature's bowels and gave it a command to start roaming the desert, keeping a watchful eye for any potential enemies. As the Divine Beast lumbered off, Urbosa headed towards the Town Square, drawn by the distant sound of music and the joyous chatter of people enjoying themselves.

The moon was high in the sky, casting a soft glow over the Town as Urbosa made her way toward the town square. Her heart raced with anticipation as she drew closer, her ears picking up the sound of cheering and laughter. As she reached the court, she was greeted by the sight of her loyal subjects surrounding the center of the square, where someone was being celebrated.