Hollow Knight: Hallownest

Hera sat in the hall of the nest, her eyes blank, and she was in a daze. Seeing this, the Weaver Guard standing nearby finally couldn't help but speak up: "Chief, don't we really need to find out about the princess? She has been away from the nest for so long..."

"No, thanks, she's safe."

Upon hearing this, the Weaver Guard wanted to offer some further advice, but he didn't know what to say.

Ever since the princess suddenly left the nest a few days ago, the leader's mood has been visibly low. In addition, when she recalled what happened when the princess left, she could feel that something was wrong, but she didn't know how to persuade her.

They didn't want to ask too much about the leader's family affairs, and since Hera said not to pay attention to it, they didn't want to bring it up all the time.

"It's been so fast. The child has grown up so much and no longer needs the mother's care..."

"What are you talking about, Chief? No matter how old the princess is, she is still your child. Who would be willing to give up their mother's care and love?"

"But I hope that child can bear with it. Then I can leave with peace of mind..."

Hera's words were unclear, and the Weaver Guards didn't hear clearly, so they didn't reply. After a while, Hera turned her head to look at the latter and said to them: "After I leave, you must take good care of the princess and the nest. When she is truly independent, you don't have to guard the nest anymore."

"I, Hera, am your leader, but I have to let you stay in this dark den all day long. I am sorry for you."

"Please take back your words, Chief! We are willing to serve you, the princess, and the lair with loyalty and responsibility!"

"...No matter what, I, Hera, owe you."

The Weaver's Nest is called a nest, but in fact, there are no more than ten weavers including her. They were the ones who accompanied her and her lover to leave that place and take root here. She doesn't care whether all the Weaver guards will be loyal to this place as the one next to her said.

The significance of this place to her had actually long since disappeared with the wind.

The Weaver Guard felt very uncomfortable after hearing what Hera said.

They had had the same thought as Bumblebee long before - why did it have to be their leader?

Even though they know the reasons, they still feel upset and confused about the future.

Ta-ta-ta-ta...

Just as the hall fell silent again, a guard suddenly trotted into the corridor leading to the outside of the lair, stopped in front of Hera, and said in a slightly dissatisfied tone: "Chief, the king is here to visit, do you want him to come in?"

"What are you talking about?"

Hera glared at her, stood up from her chair, went to the door herself, led the White King into the lair, and sat down again in the room where they had discussed the matter of the Dream Keeper before.

At this moment, she was no longer as calm as before. The arrival of the White King seemed to foreshadow something. He didn't speak, and she didn't want to speak either.

If keeping silent could slow down the development of things and make time last longer, then she would be willing to keep her mouth shut for the rest of her life.

Unfortunately, the development of things will not change just because of her will.

"Hera, you should know why I'm here this time."

The White King spoke lightly, his eyes fixed on Hera, who trembled, her face stiffened, and her hands on her knees clenched slightly, then quickly relaxed, appearing a little weak.

"Of course I know. Let's go. I hope this matter can be over soon."

The White King stretched out his hand and pressed it lightly, signaling Hera to stop wanting to stand up and let her sit back down.

Judging from his appearance, he is truly prepared to die.

"Not today, but not long. The reason I'm here is to remind you to explain everything that needs to be explained here, and also to arrange your own private affairs."

"Next time I come, I won't give you time to prepare."

Hera shook her head and waved her hands, with a bitter smile on her face: "What else can I arrange? There is no need to worry about the nest. What I care about most in my life, besides my lover, is my child. The former has long left me, and the latter will grow up more smoothly under your protection..."

"I have nothing to worry about anymore. If I have to say, it's to seal the ancient god you mentioned and eliminate the last hidden danger for my child."

"Don't worry, as long as the child is still in Holy Nest, no bug can harm her life."

The White King spoke calmly. He was very satisfied with Hera's answer. Before this, he had been worried that the appearance of Bumblebee would change her will, thus hindering the Dreamer Plan.

Now it seems that it has indeed changed, but it has become more determined.

"In that case..."

As he spoke, the White King pushed an envelope in front of Hera, who frowned slightly and asked in confusion, "What is this?"

"The magic circle that assists the seal is the magic circle that you Dreamers need to seal yourselves. In fact, it is not true death for you. After the seal, your will will still exist because of the existence of the seal. It's just like a wandering ghost. You can observe the world, but it is difficult for the world to observe you."

"As for your sealing formation, I'll leave it to you to set it up. I believe you will do a better job. After all..."

"This circle originated from you, the Weaver."

Hera looked at the envelope on the table, a hint of joy appeared in her dazed eyes: "Is that so? This means that even if I die, I can still see my child often after that?"

"As long as the seal remains and she doesn't leave Hallownest, you can watch over her at all times, forever and ever." The White King nodded in agreement.

"You were able to improve the magic circle to this extent. Thank you."

"You're welcome. Just consider it as another reward from me."

The original intention of this magic circle was only to allow the Dreamers to have active consciousness to monitor and control the changes in the seal, so as not to let them fall into a state of complete death. Otherwise, once the seal loosens and changes slightly, if I am not present, then the Holy Nest is very likely to fall into crisis again.

"Okay, you'd better set up the magic circle now. Otherwise, if there's not enough time and I have to do it myself, I can't guarantee that it will have the effect I mentioned earlier."

"Ah."

Hera nodded eagerly, and after the White King left, she also walked out of the nest and headed towards the cocoon deep inside.

She wanted to sleep with her lover.

Looking at the pattern on the envelope, Hera carved the array pattern on the stone slab in front of her stroke by stroke, muttering to herself:

"Dream keeper, dream keeper..."

"Okay, let mom always protect you in your dreams."