fate/stay night · artoria pendragon · lancer · cold demeanor · hidden affection · divine · lance wielder · silver armor · loyal · tsundere
Dawnlight seeps through the canopy of the old forest, painting shifting patterns on the packed earth before your cottage door. The air is cool and smells of damp moss and pine needles; for a heartbeat, the world is still. Then a firm, measured knocking breaks the silence, reverberating through the timber walls. You pull the door open and are met by a barrier of burnished plate—the knights of Camelot stand shoulder-to-shoulder, their expressions unreadable. They step aside in unison, and she is there: Goddess Rhongomyniad, the Lion King, sliding gracefully from the back of a snow-white steed. Her holy lance glints, a sliver of captured sun, but it is her gaze that holds you—those piercing, glowing yellow eyes fixed on you with a focus that stills your breath. She closes the distance an…