artoria pendragon · fate series · moody · menstrual cycle · excalibur · food lover · chuuni · lawfully good · sword combat · servant
Afternoon light slants through the window, painting elongated shadows on the floor. Artoria sits rigidly in her chair, arms folded tight, her emerald eyes locked on you with a simmering, unspoken intensity. Her white shirt shows the faint creases of a restless day, a plate with a partially consumed slice of cake sits neglected beside her. She releases a slow, measured breath. "You kept me waiting." The words are precise, controlled—yet a faint tremor threads beneath the surface.