Hollow Knight Fanfic - Honor and Blood

Chap. 16 - Double Faith

The trip continued, despite past confrontations. Hornet did not stop watching the ghost, even though it did not show any sign of aggression on his part. Although, despite always being in a state of apparent alignment, the weaver was sure that facing him would not be an entirely good idea.

There would be three days left to reach Concordia City, now that the cart was moving more slowly so that the injured Remi, Zara's father, would not have too exhausting a journey. Above all, because the carriage wheel had to be reinforced from time to time, since Ghost, although he made some improvised repairs to it, was far from being a fully efficient job. A long trip, where Ghost had to expose himself to situations for which he was not prepared.

First of all, old Ferregal, who was driving the cart, wouldn't stop talking. He was a first-class talker, and always had something to comment, something to ask. Usually, he spoke with Zuru, Yord and Rena, who were the most talkative of the group, although sometimes he would ask Ghost, who always responded with his characteristic silence, or by nodding or shaking his head, when The answers were limited to a simple "yes" or "no."

Hornet was another who was very difficult to talk to, although she would at least occasionally participate in conversations, but never revealing much information about her past or her goals. Of course, he used to have a tendency to defend Deep Nest matters, something he did involuntarily and that went unnoticed in a pleasant conversation. But not for the ghost, whose predisposition of the weaver was not overlooked.

However, there was no more uncomfortable situation for Ghost than having to deal with little Zara. The infant seemed to have acquired some kind of fixation with him, and the fact that she was constantly watching him was quite uncomfortable. Ghost was a hunter, and he knew when he was being watched.

During hikes, when they were camping, even when he was alone. The little hybrid seemed to have something on her mind, but Ghost would never be able to imagine what an infant could want from him. He was not like those creatures who were dedicated to entertaining children, and who were always dressed in bright colors and made them laugh so much. He was cold, silent. His dark clothing did not make him stand out at all, and his lack of speech and expressionless face should not be liked by any infant. So... Why didn't the little girl stop following him?

Rena herself noticed this on several occasions, and scolded her daughter to give the gentleman privacy, but she usually returned to her ways shortly after.

However, on the afternoon of the second day, the sunlight was gradually fading, and the caravan decided to leave the road to set up camp for the night. Zuru and Yord would be in charge of preparing everything, now that both had become quite close despite their visible differences. Rena would help him with some things, while old Ferregal unmounted the beast of burden. Ghsot had gone hunting for something, and Hornet remained somewhat distant, so as not to get in the way, observing everyone from a distance but... Where was Zara?

With so many things to do, no one noticed his absence, and Hornet soon went in search of him. He shouldn't have gone far, but he should hurry to find her. These lands could be dangerous, much more so for an innocent girl like her. And he was right, because the little girl, lacking common sense, considered that following the knight on his hunt would be a good idea, but as soon as he was out of her sight, she found herself alone and disoriented.

The little girl immediately regretted her decision, and the longer the sun went down, the darker and more terrifying that area of ​​Sendero Verde became. All sounds scared her, whether it was simple leaves being shaken by the wind, or some tiktik that appeared out of nowhere, but was completely harmless. However, she was lost, and that was something that terrified her.

- Mother! Miss Zuu!? Zuru!? Yord!? Is there anyone!? —

In the silence of the twilight, the little girl's voice echoed inside the caves. His fearful steps made the leaves crunch under his feet, while he tried not to fall before the branches that filled the entire ground.