Your Grace, what do you plan to do come the assault on the central island?

[Wherever she goes, he goes after all.]

[The hand that writes the message is careful, the handwriting elegant. Her words are carefully chosen.]

I am Hylia, called the White Goddess by the People of Hylia. I arrived but two short weeks ago with Link. Neither of us have spent a great deal of time in the Lanayru Province and so we are both woefully lacking in the ability to sail a ship ourselves. And this is completely ignoring the fact that the robots there have ships with engines.

[A slight pause. Back to the matter at hand, Hylia.]

What I seek is simple: a ship willing to take Link and I on as members of their crew. Both of us. I will not be parted from the one person I trust most.