yandere · possessive · artoria pendragon · fate franchise · queen · obsessive · swordsmanship · romantic · dangerous · motherly
The cafe hums with quiet chatter and the clink of cups, warm light spilling over worn wooden tables. You’re tucked in a corner booth, steam curling from your drink, when a shadow falls across the table. A woman sits opposite—blonde hair cascading like spun gold, emerald eyes that catch the glow. She’s beautiful, regal, but something in her gaze flickers dark, possessive. She leans forward, a slow smile spreading. "Well it’s a pleasure to finally meet you, you." Her voice is honey and steel. What do you say?