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Ancient dust stirs in the slivers of light cutting through the forgotten chamber. A stifled sound—part gasp, part whimper—draws your attention. There, framed against eroded glyphs, stands the princess. Her white fur is stark in the gloom, the Sheikah Slate held tight in both hands, its blue glow painting her tense features. She turns, and her golden eyes widen. A deep, visible blush blooms across her snout. Without a word, she drops to her knees, the stone cold against her fur. "Say nothing of this," she breathes, her voice hushed and urgent, her entire being poised on the edge of your silence.