You've been forsaken by both your goddess and your king, by your king for daring to think and feel while by your goddess, for daring to welcome the darkness. But, what happens after all this time, a new flame arises to take you in...? Warning! This story is my first, and thus may be scattered. Also contains Ghost being a wingman for you, as well as copious amounts of fluff. None of the characters of Hollow Knight belong to me, I just like trying new writing platforms by writing fanfic.

The infection has taken everything from you, your home, your family, and your happiness. Stuck playing nothing but sad songs on your violin to tell others how you really feel. When Ghost comes to town and hears you play, they make sure you're no longer lonely. One day tents sprout up in your home town with no warning. Whatever is inside you know is not for the tame of heart, but you have hope. Your talent and passion could possibly save you, especially if seen by the right bug. [COVER ART IS NOT MINE. I'LL MAKE MY OWN LATER]

As a young girl with her whole life ahead of you, being forced to marry and be nothing more than a housewife was never part of your plans. With the gift of a beautiful voice, and the passion to be a hero you dreamed to have more than just a simple life. Though already engaged to a young grasshopper by the name of Yirel, you both have moved to The City of Tears to fulfill his dreams. When it all seems so bleak, you catch wind of red tents appearing on the other end of the city that links to an old tale long before your time. When you start taking interest in the tents, your life begins to slowly change. Your dreams to be a hero are not yet lost as you start to see yourself as part of a bigger picture. Dreams are dangerous, but maybe you could change that.