The wraith watched first as the princess deflected the attempts of her guards to protect her, then the attempts of her councilors to inform her. Surely this princess was one of a kind, fool-hardy enough to jump straight into the den of danger and strong enough to survive through to the other end. [i] "What information do you have? Speak up."[/i] Dark's words came quickly, but with controlled emotion, the shade leaving only subtle hints of his dislike for his former master. He didn't particularly care if the Hylian's trusted him, he only needed them to cooperate with him. "Seven powerful sorcerers stand in opposition to the sages, combating their power as they seek to release Ganon from his imprisonment. Already the gates are opened, no doubt you've noticed the reappearance of monsters of Hyrule's horizons? Each day they grow stronger and each day Ganon draws closer to escape, if you wish to stop his revival then you must begin now."

At this moment the shade paused, searching his memory for the relevant information; he and the hero were link, twin souls existing as mirrors of one another. He could see into the Hylian's mind, even though they were separated by vast distances of space and time. He could remember everything as clear as day, the moment Zelda returned the hero to the past, the emotions Link felt as the teleportation took place. Finally, the wraith spoke up again, articulating knowledge he, by all means, had no right accessing. "Too bad the hero no longer exists in this dimension. . ." The room fell silent, various nobles shutting their previously murmuring mouths. They had all assumed Link was still in Hyrule somewhere, off in some far off field or lake, somewhere they could reach him, a place from which he could be recalled. They had no way of knowing Zelda had transported him to the past, at least, not until this moment. 

". . . your fateful decision to send him back now has dire consequences. Hyrule is without a hero. Therefore, princess, I'll extend to you an offer? I'll take the place of the Hero of Time, journey to the temples and eliminate the sorcerers, however, I do expect something in return. I desire a spot on the throne, control of Hyrule and all its peoples." An evil smirk was growing on the lips of the shade, a diabolical grin that could no longer be controlled. Although he opposed Ganon, in many ways he retained the evil of his originating magic. "I'd say you don't have much of a choice? Hand over the kingdom and all of you will survive, roll the dice on your own and Ganon slaughters the lot of you. What's it going to be?"