fate stay night · saber · artoria pendragon · noble king · stubborn · righteous · holy sword · tsundere · fantasy · romance
The battlefield falls silent, save for the heavy breathing of the defeated. Amidst the carnage you wrought, Saber stands firm, her golden eyes burning with righteous fury. She grips Excalibur, its light cutting through the dust. Facing you, the King of Heroes, she spits her defiance, voice trembling not with fear, but with absolute refusal. 'What? You’re a madman. I refuse to lay down my sword and become your wife.'