4/10/2023 0 Comments Hollow knight map with items![]() ![]() The child was a tiny thing, much smaller than he expected. Then, her expression softened, and she carefully revealed the small bug in her arms. Herrah maintained her glare for a few more moments. His expression became one of curiosity, and he approached the bed, eyes still fixed on the bundle in her arms. The anger was washed away, and replaced by the nerves he was feeling just moments before. He could not see it clearly, but he could just barely make out she was holding something close to her chest. After a few moments, he looked down at her folded hands. I came as soon as I could."Ī tense silence settled over the room. "Yes, well, I only got your letter a few hours ago. "You've made it." She finally spoke, looking back at the King. Then, he felt her gaze slide off of him and land on the Queen. She said nothing at first, only studied him. She was a sight to behold she towered over him just as his Queen did, and she was certainly an imposing figure, even now. Beside her, the Midwife.Īs they entered, her head turned. In the middle of the room, laid on her stomach on a stone slab, was the Beast. It was fairly sizable it had to be, for the bug it accommodated and candles littered the floor, still lit and providing a warm color to the surrounding darkness. He could see the dull flicker of candlelight dance off the walls as they neared, and soon he could see into the chamber. He looked down the dark hall once more, took a deep breath, and began to walk, hand in hand with his wife.Īs they walked, a feeling of dread sank into his stomach, eating away further and further at him as they got closer and closer. She entwined her hand with his, and he relaxed in turn. She met his gaze and offered a kind, understanding smile. He had half a mind to tell her off for giving him orders, but he did not have time. "Watch where you walk, and keep your voice quiet." "They're in here." Midwife said, her voice hushed. It was even quieter than the rest of the village, and something deep within told the King it was a place of importance. Soon enough, they found themselves in a more open room, and in front of them was a hall. The paths eventually turned upwards, so up they went, Midwife navigating it expertly while the King was silently astonished she could find her way through the maze at all. She turned and led them through a winding series of tunnels, waving off Devouts as she went. They emerged in a dark series of halls, decorated with extensive amounts of silk and the empty shells of long dead bugs. The King and Queen shared a glance before they began climbing up after her. You'll have to climb, I'm afraid… but your clothes should not get too dirty." The statement had clear bite to it, but the King decided to ignore it.Īnd so, the Midwife disappeared into a hole in the ceiling. The child is healthy and everything went as it should have." "Did everything go smoothly?" The Queen suddenly asked the first words she'd spoken the entire trip. The chattering stopped and they all turned their heads to look at the monarchs. ![]() It was filled with mingling inhabitants, and they, much to the surprise of the King, resembled the residents of the City of Tears, almost uncannily. It looked as if she had more to say, but she wisely bit her tongue. "I'm afraid I do not know much about you." "You must be the Midwife…?" The King inquired. Our lady has been awaiting you, and she grows impatient. They had an unimposing face- clearly fake, as it was split in two- and it smiled down at them. He hoped they would respect that.Ī few minutes passed, and soon a dark figure slithered out. He could not blame them, he supposed, but with the child arrived a newfound peace. The rest stared at the King and Queen warily, eyes alight with suspicion. They watched as a few bugs scrambled from the small crowd, making their way up and into the largest of the silk homes. As the two monarchs appeared, heads turned. It was just as dark as its counterparts, save for lights pouring out of the hanging homes of the village. Their natural light must be far too bright for them. As the two passed, they could see Weavers and Devouts alike shrinking away, further into the darkness. It was time to meet it- rather, 'her', the Beast's letter communicated.Īnd so, Queen at his side, the King traversed the dark tunnels of Deepnest. There, they had agreed: a Dreamer for a child, and peace between their people. Only once before, if he recalled correctly, when the Beast accepted his offer to speak. The King had not been invited to Deepnest often. Stats: Published: Words: 1668 Chapters: 1/1 Kudos: 22 Hits: 120 ![]()
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