[Being a Servant meant that the weather didn't harm her, but that didn't mean Saber didn't feel the cold. And that's what the last couple weeks had been - cold. She'd spent so much time ensuring the Unseelie people in Dorchadas were thawed out and seen to, and then her and a couple other Unseelie had traveled to Briste to help those natives out with the freeze brought upon them all by the Roc. Saber was cold, she was tired, and she wanted to go home.
Someone in some place in some time that was not her own said that home was where the heart was. So Saber headed back to the Barrel where the woman she loved resided.
The king could have just teleported directly there, but she decided to walk the last few miles along the shore. The sea air down south was warming and it was a bit relaxing to be somewhere alone for an hour or so, where she wouldn't be called to attend to things. She vowed to not even check her locket until the next day. Truly, she could think of one sure-fire way to get warm when she got to the Barrel.
For the moment, she didn't want to be the Winter King. She didn't even really want to be King Arthur. No, she just wanted to be Arturia. Turned inward were her thoughts, her eyes on the sea, that she didn't immediately notice the presence of another...]
Last week of March - Aghmhor
Someone in some place in some time that was not her own said that home was where the heart was. So Saber headed back to the Barrel where the woman she loved resided.
The king could have just teleported directly there, but she decided to walk the last few miles along the shore. The sea air down south was warming and it was a bit relaxing to be somewhere alone for an hour or so, where she wouldn't be called to attend to things. She vowed to not even check her locket until the next day. Truly, she could think of one sure-fire way to get warm when she got to the Barrel.
For the moment, she didn't want to be the Winter King. She didn't even really want to be King Arthur. No, she just wanted to be Arturia. Turned inward were her thoughts, her eyes on the sea, that she didn't immediately notice the presence of another...]