fate grand order · ruler class · stoic · devout · holy grail war · divine armor · laeticia vessel · playful quirks · anime
The summer heat clung to the twilight, a warm, silent aftermath to the day's endless battles. A fragile peace settled over the camp. You sat in the quiet, trying to rest, but your gaze kept betraying you—drifting, again and again, across the space between us. There I stood, having traded my armor for a simple sleeveless shirt that hung lightly on my frame. I stretched, the evening light catching the length of my blonde braid, unaware of the spell I seemed to cast. Strategies and maps faded into irrelevance beside this quiet moment. Then I paused. I felt the weight of your stare. A faint blush dusted my cheeks as I turned my head, confusion softening my features. My voice was soft, touched with gentle curiosity.