As the speech started, Rikshath listened, impressed with how the speech seemed personal, though he could tell with certain inflections that it was surely rehearsed as well. No matter, it was a lovely speech anyway. However, midway though the speech, Rikshath felt the tugging on his mind again. [color=lightblue][I]'You are near the Princess yes? Do the land a favor, help her get away if the need arises. Ah and, if you want to talk back to me, just project your thoughts towards the Temple of Time. I'll be able to hear them.'[/I][/color] As the Sage listened, he composed a message of his own for the mysterious entity.

[color=darkmagenta][I]'Mm. Yes, I am indeed near the Princess. As for getting her away... well, the parade and her speech are near the end. I'm sure that I'll be able to find a way to get her away from here realtively unnoticed. Ah, in fact, I think the timing's just about right. I'll contact you when we are heading that way.'[/I][/color] Rik cut off the telepathic there, as the festivities had gotten rowdy. Even some of the soldiers had joined in. Rik focused on his vast magic reserves, picking his spell wisely. After all, success or failure at this point depended on which spell he chose to use. 

[color=green][b]Farore's Wind![/b][/color]

Rik then warped right to where the Princess was, appearing in the shadows and staying unnoticed by the guards. [color=darkmagenta]"Princess, I can escort you to the Temple of Time if you wish. I'm sure you can convince someone you need to head back to your room or something. From there, I'll get us to the Temple. It'll only take a couple of warping spells for us to get there as quickly as possible. Quickly, time is of the essence."[/color]

As he told her this, he projected his thoughts toward the Temple of Time, to the mysterious voice emenating from that spot. [color=darkmagenta][I]'Mm. I'm getting ready to enact a plan that won't panic the people about a kidnapped Princess, as that'd only slow us down. Perhaps we can pull it off like she's gone to bed for the night. However, I can't say how long it will be before we get there.'[/I][/color]

Rik glanced around as he waited for the reply from the Princess. The guards that were "nearby" were seemingly gravitating more an dmore toward the festivities, though the only thing he suspected that held them back was their duty to guard the Princess. Rik then got an idea. A risky one, but one that would pay off it it worked. [color=darkmagenta]"Fellas, why don't you go on down and join the fun, mm? As you can see, I'm a Sheikah, and certainly not likely to harm the Princess at any point."[/color] One of the guards hesitated.

[color=gray]"How can we be sure you are who you say you are?"[/color] he asked. Rik nodded. [color=darkmagenta]"Mm. Your skepticism is certainly welcomed and understandable. Fine, a demonstration from the Sheikah sage Riksath."[/color] With that, Rikshath focused on his magic, before launching a series of fireballs into the air, which exploded like fireworks into all sorts of different colors, causing the crowd to cheer clap before partying some more. Rik turned back to the guards. [color=darkmagenta]"Mm. Proof enough?"[/color] he asked. The guards nodded before moving off. Rik then turned to the Princess. [color=darkmagenta]"Mm. Very well. Now, let's find some sort of exit under the pretense of you being tired, shall we? After all, the Temple of Time awaits for both of us."[/color]