The Lost Heir: Prologue

Hyrule, a land of great holy power. The three goddesses created the land out of benevolence and virtue. The trees and grass and all other creatures who roam it speak of their grace and kindness.

I beg to differ.

I've traveled this land hundreds of times and found no such trees or creatures who speak of their "benevolence." None speak of the goddesses, especially in these terrible times. Even as a child I have been troubled by terrible fortune.

Queen Rutela found me as a child on the bank of Lake Hylia, unconscious and bleeding profusely. She took me to the Lanayru Shrine and nursed me back into health. I became her daughter and the Princess of the Zora. My Father, the King, passed away while my mother was pregnant with Ralis, and after my brother's birth the people started to realize my mother's ailing spirit. She was dying, and we all knew it.

The years passed and I grew to become one of the Zora. I could swim like a fish and sprint like a horse. My tribe loved me and I loved them back, but, I couldn't help but feel like I was missing a big part of me.

You see, that day Mother found me on the shores of the Lake, I received a concussion. I forgot everything. My family, my home, my name, they were all gone; all washed away into the lake. The only key I had to my past was a small bangle on my ankle that has what I assumed to be my name inscribed it.

You see, the goddesses aren't what give our lives virtue, it's our loved ones. During my most trying times, I have gained many friends and a powerful love, giving me more strength than any holy power could.

Of course, in the end the cruel goddesses gave me a choice. I could either return to the past existence I had, the one I've yearned to know about my whole life, or I could spend the rest of my days with my lover, never to see my past life again.

My name is Sehkmet, and here is my story.