The apocalypse has come and gone, and against all odds, Pharloom remains standing. The time has come for Hornet to return to Hallownest, accompanied by friends and allies: Shakra hopes to explore the mythical land beyond the wastes, and properly lay to rest a member of her own tribe; Lace fears unraveling without the aid of a Weaver, while contending with the immensity of a future free of her mother's threads; and the Green Prince lives only only to spite the Citadel, passively seeking a more honorable end than might be found in the rubble of his homeland.
Meanwhile, Hornet returns from Pharloom with magic and knowledge that might aid in the slow recovery of Hallownest and Deepnest--and perhaps offer the chance to call home the sibling she once thought lost to her forever.
Chapter 2: Fighting Our Reflections in a Fun House Mirror
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Her apology was not addressed to him... but perhaps none of it was.
Checking in on the hell roadtrip! Given the personalities at play, there was no way they wouldn't come to blows at least once.
Hornet meanwhile is desperately patting Lace like, "Is this how you do a comfort???"
Other Hollow Knight Art: [They Are Taking Art Lessons] [Hornet Enacting Big Sister Rights] [Lace Gets Adopted] [Ghost Exhibiting Cat Behavior ™] [Addendum to Adoption] [A Lack of Due Diligence] [Addendum to Due Diligence] [Memento Mayhem] [Pale King vs Shade Lord]
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Page 1
Hornet: We are approaching Hallownest's borders. I expect to reach the Howling Cliffs before the end of the next cycle.
Lace: Good. My Threads weren't meant for this much sand.
The Green Prince: Tch.
Lace: What. You have something to say?
The Green Prince: Not too you. I'm merely unsurprised that one of the citadel's spawn is unaccustomed to hardship.
Page 2
Lace: ...
Lace: Ha~
Lace: Ahahaha! You cannot be serious. You. the disgraced "crown prince" of that backwater patch of marshland. What would you know of hardship? Of suffering? After all, it was your beloved whose shell cracked beneath the citadel... while you wasted away for an age in a filthy cell on Sinner's Road... Like a coward.
Page 3
Lace: Ahahaha! Is that really the full might of Verdania? How adorably pathetic.
The Green Prince: ...
Page 4
The Green Prince: ...Perhaps. But not so pathetic as to be provoked into further violence by an angry child.
Lace: ...How dare you. How dare you look at me like that?!
Lace: You weak, worthless creature...!
Page 5
Lace: do you not realize that it is your fault that everybody you loved is dead!? That it would have been better if you had never been--
Hornet: Lace.
Lace: ...!
Lace: ....
The Green Prince: ...?
Page 6
Lace: *hic* *sniff*
Lace: *sniff* I'm sorry. *sob*
Lace: *hic* *hic* Sorry. I'm so sorry.
The Green Prince: ...
The logic to Lace's hair is probably completely foreign to Hornet btw since there's no creature in Hallownest who has hair that's Like That. In fact, she never uses the word 'hair' to describe a creature ever. Just something to think about
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