[Saber greets her, calling to the woman’s attention briefly while she seems mesmerized by the fireflies display. The light parade is beautiful but it is the presence of the woman in front of her why she could be breathless. She still has not quite shaken her disbelief. Irisviel. Her tragic winter princess. The one she has sworn to protect and failed in her oath… she’s alive and safe.
Her chest aches and her throat feels like its choking down multiple emotions. Words are left unspoken with the warmth gratitude that it means for Shirou to have finally met the woman who could have become his mother. She bows her head and folds a hand against her chest.]
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[Saber greets her, calling to the woman’s attention briefly while she seems mesmerized by the fireflies display. The light parade is beautiful but it is the presence of the woman in front of her why she could be breathless. She still has not quite shaken her disbelief. Irisviel. Her tragic winter princess. The one she has sworn to protect and failed in her oath… she’s alive and safe.
Her chest aches and her throat feels like its choking down multiple emotions. Words are left unspoken with the warmth gratitude that it means for Shirou to have finally met the woman who could have become his mother. She bows her head and folds a hand against her chest.]
May I join you, my lady?