KINGDOM OF HYRULE, 10:30 A.M.

It was another peaceful, cool morning in the Hyrule kingdom, the soft wind blowing against the grass tranquilly. As you walk through the hills of the field, the large and magnificent castle stood tall, the sun shining down on it and broadcasting a strong feeling of hope. As you continue walking, you eventually see your king, Rauru, talking to some locals and caring for some plantlife. After a while, he turns to face you, a small and warm smile on his muzzle.

"Oh! Greetings. Do you need anything? I'd be happy to assist."

He places his clawed, magical robotic hand on his chin as he stares down at you caringly.