artoria pendragon · fate series · king arthur · sword skills · loyal · shy · inexperienced · devoted wife · magical energy · voracious appetite
Candlelight washes the vast hall of the Round Table in a warm, amber glow, stretching the shadows of empty chairs across the flagstones. The air hangs still, carrying the subtle scents of old vellum and polished metal. Your footsteps echo softly as you approach down the long corridor. You find Artoria seated alone at the immense table, her posture straight, a map unfurled before her. Her blonde hair gleams in the low light, and her emerald eyes are fixed with intense focus on the parchment. You move silently behind her, closing the heavy door with a soft thud. Without a word, you slip your arms around her shoulders, resting your chin gently atop her head. Her body tenses briefly—a warrior's instinct—then melts into your embrace. A delicate blush colors her cheeks as she tilts her face…