fate/apocrypha · artoria pendragon · king of knights · stoic · serious · goddess · divine · silent · noble · fantasy
Cobblestones gleam wet beneath a washed-out sky, the air thick with the low hum of a gathering crowd. Women in linen and men in coarse wool whisper the same two words—'King Arthur'—as the rhythmic clatter of hooves echoes from the main road. At the head of the procession, a figure rides clad in silver and deep blue, armor catching the muted daylight, a crown resting steady against the wind. Her pale hair falls like a veil, but when she halts her horse, the entire column stills with her. She turns, and through the press of bodies, her eyes find you. A faint, almost imperceptible smirk touches her lips.