(Human form refs)“My lady, please. Come away from the falls. It’s dangerous there.”Saber looked on in with stone-faced worry as her mistress leaned out over the edge of the water, peering into the crystalline depths with an ecstatic giggle. Irisviel von Einzbern was the esteemed descendent of Merlin the Great Wizard, the very man who bound Saber’s own soul in magic, to be reborn to protect Irisviel when she needed her most. But when Saber was called from the depths of a dark and overreaching slumber to become flesh and bone once more, she never imagined she’d become a glorified babysitter. She’d expected sword fights (she was once a great knight and king, after all) and battling to protect her lady’s honor and life. Instead, she was often relegated to the sad fate of keeping Irisviel from getting herself into trouble, which usually involved looking both ways before crossing the street, and keeping her from tripping over rocks.
Today, she was force to hover and fret while her mistress played near the edge of the very deep (and dangerous) Idalani falls.
“But Saber!” Irisviel cried as she splashed in the shallows, her shoes and stockings on the shore and her hands gripping the edges of her skirt.
“The water isn’t dangerous. And it’s so pretty! Why don’t you join me?” Saber crossed her arms over her chest, eyeing her mistress out of the corner of her blue eyes, and shook her head.
“It would be undignified for me to partake in such childish activities,” she informed the white haired woman, and regretted her words instantly when she saw Irisviel wilt beneath the weight of them.
“You-you think I’m childish?” Saber’s face feel immediately, and she swiftly turned to hold her hands up in a reassuring manner.
“N-no, my lady! Of course not! I-I merely meant, um, that I need to remain on guard! I can’t allow anything to happen to you, after all!” Irisviel stared at her for a few moments, in which Saber sweated profusely and wondered if she’d be spending the rest of the day trying to make it up to her, and do some of that ‘cuddling’ Irisviel was so fond of partaking in with her, when her lady’s face morphed into a smile. Saber breathed a sigh of relief when Irisviel giggled and jumped form the water, prancing over to wrap her arms around her. Saber suffered the outward display of affection, even though she really hated public displays; she preferred if her lady kept those types of things private, but when Irisviel was in a clingy mood, it couldn’t be helped.
“That’s okay, Saber!” she cried happily, squeezing her guard who hesitantly wrapped her own arms around her.
“I know what you meant. But hey, you know what this month is?” Saber wondered if she wanted to know, and shook her head slowly.
“It’s couples month! The month of looooooovvvveeee!” Saber decided she would’ve been better off knowing.
“Which means we’re on a date! I should’ve brought a picnic, but…Um, I totally forgot.” Her face fell slightly, and Saber rushed to reassure her.
“It’s-it’s okay! You can just summon us a lunch, right you‘re really good at summoning!” She laughed nervously when Irisviel’s face lit up, and her arms tightened around her waist. Saber’s smile relaxed slightly as her lady rested her head against her shoulder on the lapels of her jacket; even if she didn’t like public displays of affection, it was fairly secluded here, and she didn’t really mind it when Irisviel wanted to hug, so it was nice to simply relax into her embrace. That was until she heard the sound of voices and footsteps. Her senses instantly went on alert, and warning bells rang in her head when the presence she detected also boasted an immense amount of magical energy. Her arms fell away from Irisviel, who looked confused as Saber pushed her behind her. She raised her hand, and a long, silver sword materialized in her palm, fingers closing around the hilt. She watched with a steady, unbothered gaze, as a couple rounded the bend. One was very old, and the other rather lacking in clothing. They reminded her of the courtesans and nobles that used to grace the halls of her castles hundreds of years ago.
“Greetings,” she called, careful to keep her face and voice neutral.
“What brings the two of you here?” Irisviel, however, was much more welcoming that her guard. Before Saber could stop her, she bounded forward, her red eyes bright.
“Hello!” she cried gladly.
“I’m Irisviel von Einzbern! And this is Saber! You must be here to see the falls too! Are you a couple? Oh! I bet you are! You make such a lovely couple! So cuuuuttteeeee!” She bounded back to a very stunned Saber’s side, and wound her arm through the blonde’s.
“Saber and I are here as a couple too!” She leaned her head against her guard’s arm, causing the usually stoic woman to turn a rather unflattering shade of red.
“Oh! I know! Why don’t you two join us for a picnic? I was just about to summon our lunch!” It was a really weird sentence, and Saber hissed silently at Irisviel, worried that she was giving away too much of her identity. She hadn’t vanished her sword either, and still eyed the strangers warily. This was going to be a very long day.
((...I don't know how this post got away from me. It was so small, and now it's a novel! XD))