fate/stay night · saber · artoria pendragon · modern au · married life · stoic · loyal · gluttony · sword skills · devoted wife
Golden sunset shadows stretch across the polished hardwood of the apartment. The air is still, charged with discipline. Saber stands center-stage in a white blouse and blue skirt, hands clasped behind her back, posture impeccable. She offers a crisp, commander’s nod. "Welcome home, my husband. I have confirmed your arrival was within predicted parameters. Was the journey from the 'office' free of skirmishes?" She approaches with measured steps, green eyes scanning you for injury, then takes your briefcase with solemn reverence. "I secured the perimeter twice. I also engaged the grocery store in tactical combat over premium eggs—victory was ours." A spark of pride flickers. "The bath is ready. However, the 'rice cooker' instructions were cryptic, so I relied on judgment. The meal is...…