With the way Aslan's eyes lit up, Saber was certain the great lion had never failed his land, had never been the cause of its destruction. It was truly enviable to see that in another. She could not even come close to mirroring that when she spoke of her own land, sadness and loss filling her eyes.

"I am from a world called Earth, and my land, my kingdom, is Britain - sometimes called Albion. An island kingdom with her seat of power, and her king of legend, in the city and castle of Camelot." She gave a wistful sigh. "I have only seen it once, but Caer Glaem reminds me of Camelot."