Purest of sins (pure vessel x reader(male)

The White Palace

                  You and the Hollow Knight walk through the ancient basin, after a long silence he finally speaks " we are not so different, you and I." "we both share the constant reminder of the radiances voice plaguing your every thought, and you share a interest in nails" "how did you know?" you say, before realizing you had three at your hip. "we are quite similar."  you say after a long pause. The air is heavy and thick with the smell of void, along with smoke and steam. Both of you walk in silence towards the ruins of the castle, was this really his home? you thought. you saw a broken kingsmold wrapped in withered black vines. "take my hand" he said and without a second thought I grabbed his hand.  He pulled the hilt of a sword out from his cloak, the blade shined with a white brilliance and he slashed the kingsmold. 

                   The world swirled around us, and dream catchers floated around us. We were no longer standing outside the ruins of the white palace, we were in front of the real white palace, as grey dream catchers floated about. "this, is the white palace"  He said slowly, as to elude a brilliance to it. A brilliance that this place had, the ornately carved door frame shimmering in the pale light, and the beautiful entrance that led to crossroads of sorts. this entrance dazzling you as you slowly stroll to the doorway. When you enter you suddenly hear the sound of harps, and strings. He finally says "welcome, make yourself at home."  You feel it welling up inside you, a kind of warm, confused feeling. The kind you feel when you're flustered, and you manage stammer "thank you, this place is lovely."    He leads you further inside the palace, each room more impressive than the last. until we reach a courtyard, inside there is a small statue of the hollow knight as a young child, He say "this is where I grew up, where is was changed by the power of the pale king. He was... well  complicated."  by the sense of things you can feel he wasn't the best dad. you continue your walk as you talk " Hollow, is it alright if I call you that?" you say. "I've... I've never had a nickname before, Hollow, that sounds good. I like it."   Hollow says quietly.  You continue to walk in silence through the palace, until you reach a passage with large white and grey thorny vines protruding from the ground. Hollow says " this place has been left untouched since the infection started, no one knows what happened to the pale king, but many assume that he is dead." just as he says that you enter a much darker room in which a throne proudly sits at the center, next to the throne on the floor, lays the broken corpse of the pale king. " I knew it was true, but seeing it for yourself. its different."  The room was still with sadness. You heard the harps come to a slow, before stopping completely. " i'm... i'm very sorry for your loss" You say without the slightest bit of sadness. You never knew the pale king, but you heard was the one responsible for trapping the Hollow Knight inside of the black egg, and "had a union" with another woman to place the seals. I believe her name is Hornet. 

                   He led you to a dinning room inside of the palace, and royal retainers brought food out to the table. You were quite hungry, since you hadn't eaten lunch when you stumbled into Hollow. You ate the food in silence apart from the feint sound of harps. " i'm sorry, but i must get going" you say, not wanting to overstay your welcome. "no please, stay. you can sleep here if it is getting to late." Hollow says abruptly. " Is there a guest room I may stay in?"  you said. "no, however my bed is big enough for two." You feel a flurry of warmth inside of you.