AimenImpaired
1273 AD. A year that should have been no different from any of the five other singularities they had already overcome. The Knights of the Round Table being there was unusual, but they had ran into Mordred in London too. This was no different... even if they were claiming to serve a Lion King! That Lion King was far too buxom to be his perfect more petite Saber... But she was his Artoria... She remembered him... And he loved her...
The Lion King was an inhuman monster who would sacrifice billions to save the few. But she was Artoria Pendragon, and Shirou, an Agent of Chaldea, was going to remind her of that fact, her self-professed forced emptiness could not change that she was still the ideal King deep down.