Hollow Knight: Hallownest

"Have you considered it?"

The White King looked at Hera in front of him. Although she seemed calm at this time, he could feel the turmoil in her heart.

"Ah."

"What's your choice?"

......

Hera's life was not actually a happy one, it could even be said that it was not even close to it.

In the hometown of the Weavers, the class system there has not changed because of their wisdom, and Hera is one of the common people there.

No matter how outstanding your intelligence and creativity are, as long as your class is low, no one will care about you.

In other words, what belongs to you will also change depending on your class.

In the first half of her life, Hera, like other weavers, worked hard to learn the uses of silk reels and develop new spells. They believed that if they persisted like this, one day they would achieve dazzling achievements and enter a new level.

Fortunately, Hera succeeded, and she became one of the few people in the Weaver clan who could develop spells on her own.

But unfortunately, they met.

Hera fell in love with someone she shouldn't have fallen in love with.

His existence made Hera infatuated, but it also made her sad. He was a rare noble blood among the weavers, and his status could be said to be above ten thousand, and she was one of those ten thousand.

Hera was well aware of the rigor of the Weaver's class system, and it was simply impossible to contact him in her current capacity.

But as if by a twist of fate, Hera's wisdom also made him notice this admirer.

They fell in love.

The two knew that this relationship could not be discovered because class would force them apart. In order to be worthy of him, Hera began to study and create crazily in an attempt to overcome the mountain of class that separated the two.

She succeeded again. When she entered his house with these brilliant results created day and night, she was driven out ruthlessly.

She was wrong. This was never a big mountain, and she didn't need to cross it.

This is the chasm between the two of them. No matter how hard she tries, if she moves forward, she will end up falling to pieces.

But she picked the right guy.

"Let's elope."

Hera swore that she would never forget these words in her life.

A noble and a commoner fled there with a few servants and relatives.

A place that seemed so pristine to Hera.

......

He knew that the Weaver had great ears and eyes, so he took Hlaba across mountains and rivers to this barren land.

"Everything has to start again, do you care?"

"The only one I care about from beginning to end is you."

The two penetrated deep into the land and took root at the very bottom.

Hidden deep enough, no one should be able to disturb them.

Hera thought so.

Although the beasts here are unpleasant, fortunately they have simple minds and are easy to control. In this way, Hera finally lived a dream life here.

However, fate will not change the fate of separation, and the sky will be jealous of lovers.

The weaver didn't come to his door, but the pain sneaked into his body first.

Hera panicked, even more panicked than when she knew she couldn't cross the class. She tried every means to save his life, and she used her wisdom to the extreme.

he died.

He died in Hera's arms, with the corners of his mouth still raised, without any pain, and his bony hands caressing her cheeks, as if helping her wipe away the tears that kept falling.

"Let me go, and let yourself go, Hera..."

Big tears slid down his palms, soaking into his clothes, and there was a slight flicker of white light in them.

If you open his clothes, you can find Hera's seals all over his body.

......

Since his death, Hera has not been able to recover for a long time.

The weavers in the lair spoke ill of her behind her back, calling her 'Doom', and only a few of the kin she had raised were still willing to follow her.

She doesn't care about any of this.

If he had tried harder, would he have been fine?

Or if he refuses his request, even if the two cannot fall in love, will he be much happier at this time?

These questions always appeared in Hera's mind for no reason, but they all ended in vain.

He was buried in the statue of his ancestors. This was what he had agreed with Hera before his death. The seal created by her lifelong wisdom was condensed on the statue, and no one could destroy it.

She left that place and left that place to his former relatives. She took her people away and built a lair in another place.

She had also thought about whether to return to her hometown, to the place she once hated?

Maybe she should go back and atone for taking his life away.

Her relatives could see Hera's condition and advised her not to be like this. Since they had already settled here, why bother to return to their hometown?

Yes, she doesn't want to go back.

She still wanted to protect him here.

......

"I can say yes, but what do I get?"

Hera looked at the White King and said slowly.

"You are courageous! You are worthy of being the leader of the weavers!"

When the White King heard Hera's answer, the stone hanging in his heart gradually fell.

She cannot be the only one to pay for this matter. Although it is to protect the Weaver clan, she will also protect the people of Hallownest. King White also needs to pay the price for this matter.

"Then what do you want?"

King Bai also knew that this matter would not be easy to accomplish, but as long as Hera's conditions were not excessive, he could satisfy it.

Yes, what does she want?

Hera was in a trance, and time seemed to be spinning crazily at this moment. The sun rose and the moon set, stopping at the time when they met.

"You like him? Just think about it and forget it, he is a noble!"

"Yes, just because of our status, we have to let him choose if we want to be a servant in his house. Just give up on this idea."

"Study your spells carefully, maybe you can meet him more!"

"..."

"Mom, can nobles and commoners really never be together?"

"Of course my child, commoners can never be with nobles..."

"..."

After King Bai finished speaking, he didn't hear Hera's reply for a long time. He turned around and looked around, suddenly stunned.

At this time, the sadness in Hera's eyes condensed into tears, slowly flowing down her face.

"You...can be considered a noble."

The white king looked at Hera with an increasingly weird look, noble? He is the king of Hallownest, how can he be compared with the nobles.

Hera came back to her senses and quickly wiped the tears from her eyes, knowing that the question she just asked was too weird.

"Sorry, I lost my temper."

"It's okay. Just tell me what you want and I will try my best to satisfy you."

King Bai waved his hand, indicating that he didn't mind.

She wanted him to come back to life, wanted to be happy with him again, and wanted to grow old together with him.

Hera did not make these rude requests. Her time has passed. What she hopes now is that future generations will not repeat her old tragedies.

As the king's daughter, her status should no longer be despised.

"I want your blood."

King Bai's eyes trembled, wondering if he had heard something wrong, so he asked again.

"what?"

"I said, I want your blood."

Hera said solemnly, word for word.

The White King looked directly into Hera's red eyes, and he didn't see any other emotions in them.

She means it.

Now it was his turn to be in trouble. He originally thought that Hera would offer her people resources or protection. Of course, these were not a problem. If he wanted to set aside a special place in Hallownest for them to live and interact, he It may not be impossible to consider.

Who would have thought that Hera could actually...

"Huh~, I..."

King Bai gritted his teeth secretly and thought for a moment.

Compared to the matter of sealing radiation, her request is really small. If he is hesitant here, it means that he is somewhat ignorant.

Alas, as for the queen, I will go back and explain later.

"Okay! I promise you, I will give you..."

"My blood."