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[autocratic]

Mundane, you are being foolish. While I sorely miss my dear Praetor, I am certainly not feeling "lonely," as you are wont to think of my emotional state within this realm. Do not further insult me by doing so. I am quite happy with the companionship I have forged thus far, in fact!

... well. It would please me greatly to see any sort of familiar face from my realm, but there is only a few I would tolerate.

Perhaps one day. I am patient and can busy myself with other productive activities for the time being. This matter is settled.

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[promisedvictory]

You may call me as you wish. King Arthur, King of Knights, Saber...

[avoiding that 'Queen' and 'Arturia' status like a boss]

[autocratic]

Arthur is a good, strong name... but why not Arturia?

[ Yes. She knows. ]

[promisedvictory]

[serious face time]

No. I am a King first and foremost, a Heroic Spirit. That name... [holds no meaning, she wants to say. upon pulling the sword from the stone, she was no longer Arturia the girl. but the King of Knights]

Mm. Arthur is a good, strong name. And so I will keep it, Emperor Nero.

[autocratic]

Oh? Is that so? Funny. The Arturia I am more... familiar with certainly did not seem to mind me addressing her as such. Different points in time, then?

[promisedvictory]

Familiar?

[autocratic]

By holy matrimony.

[ Wait for it. Wait for it... ]

[promisedvictory]

[one...two...aaand there we go. it registers]

M-Matrimony?! You mean to tell me that we were...wed? [is that red in her cheeks? why yes. yes it is]

[autocratic]

Indeed! Although... It might not apply as such with you.

[promisedvictory]

I...I see. And...how did this happen, if you don't mind my asking, Empress?

[autocratic]

That was the curious part, actually! I believe we had a wild night over at a magical hotel, and somewhere along the way... You became my wife!

[ She sounds so elated. ]

[promisedvictory]

A wild night, you say... [Saber had no intention of letting her thoughts trail to what a 'wild night' could entail. perhaps Red Saber meant it as a party among kings with dancing and drinking. though...to become her wife? it was difficult to fathom. mostly on account of how alike they looked. so did this mean they were both wives? or was one of them the husband? perhaps Arturia took that role as King while Nero maintained her status as an Empress]

In any case, I suppose I should...congratulate you two on your...happiness. [all this thinking and all she got from it was a potential mindfuck. ah the world of muses and dressing rooms and games. certainly different from her usual battlegrounds pursuing the Holy Grail]

[autocratic]

Mmm, I would appreciate it! However... [ Wide smile here. ] Perhaps you would like to partake in this joy yourself, Arturia?

[promisedvictory]

[her breath catches in her throat at that. clearly she underestimated just how forward and bold Empress Nero was]

I must decline.

[autocratic]

What? Why? Do you think I would not please you? I am quite experienced in such matters that will put those fears to rest!

[ Honk honk. ]

[promisedvictory]

[her face takes on a deeper shade of red at such...well. was bold even doing Red Saber any justice? arm going across her chest now as she steps back. perhaps it had to do with just how much she looked like her but she was getting past her defenses...well, easily enough. her frown deepens despite her blush. the King of Knights...just got felt up. and it wasn't by Tohsaka or Shirou? tsk tsk]

W-What do you think you're doing, Nero?!

[autocratic]

Why, I am making my interest known, of course. I have come to know that subtle courting sometimes goes beyond your head. I am simply making it easier for you to follow.

[promisedvictory]

I see... And you thought such a crass act would win me over? [tsun tsun. ...must not look at the Empress' chest. must not look at the Empress' chest]

[autocratic]

[ It's pretty hard not look at them, huh, Saber? They're just... there. ]

Hmm! We shall see.

[promisedvictory]

[the outright...nerve of this woman. and yet...she can't find herself to be too disgusted by Saber's actions. ...no, not so much the actions (those she could do without), but it was that despite how straightforward she was...]

You remind me of someone I met previously...

[autocratic]

Oh? And who was that?

[ With them being sort of close, it wasn't that hard for Nero to have heard Arturia's words. ]

[promisedvictory]

Though the differences between you two are apparent enough, your...straightforwardness is similar. An Archer from an earlier Holy Grail War.

[autocratic]

An "Archer"? [ She is going to put a hand on her hips and think on this. ]

He must have been a truly bold one to not skulk about in the shadows as Archers are wont to do.

[promisedvictory]

He was anything but a skulker. When he made his presence known, he made it so that you could never forget.