After being freed from the control of The Radiance by the end of the pantheon of gods the Hollow Knight barely recovering would be wandering around Hallownest, greedily absorbing the echoes of life still, despite everything, preserved in the kingdom.

No mind to think. But what to do when the goal is finally achieved? What to do when the vessel has been desecrated and has survived its fate? What to do when a Gendered Child and a congener claim that it is not empty, that it is he, and that he is alive? And there was also... Young Light. The daughter of Radianсe, who opposed her mother and helped the Ghost in all the fights along the way.

The Ghost or Hornet sometimes checked him, but more often than not it was she who followed him nearby, picked him up when his strength left the vessel and his wounds made themselves known, silently turned him around if she for some reason didn’t like the path he had chosen.

Care. Unobtrusiveness. The warmth of healing. Light, black robes with silver marks. Molten gold instead of the hot sun. A calm azure look instead of a fierce flame. Nothing to do with the cruel gaiety and endless rage of her mother's dying light. Brother's friend. Sister's friend. A loyal ally.