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rin’s birthday.

─「凛」─  the MAGUS had her curiosity piqued when the king of knights told her to wait here as she had something to give her. the small glint in those EMERALD ORBS of hers was more than enough for the heiress to smile a little and watched the saber disappeared for a moment in anticipation. was it her imagination that the KING seemed ... a little excited than her usual self ? not to say that she wasn’t upbeat on a normal basis but ... there was a little something that seemed more SPECIAL than usual.

               of course, her curiosity and suspicion was proven correct as the BLONDE returned with not one, but THREE boxes of cake to be placed upon the table. the beautiful matcha cake decorated with small pieces of white chocolate. next to it was a mouth-watering CHOCOLATE CAKE with dark sauce coated the outside, making it almost shiny. and last but not least, the CREAMY, white cake with fresh cream and juicy strawberries adorning the top. they all looked absolutely AMAZING.

               “ saber --- these are --- ” but before she could finish her sentence, the BRITISH KING quickly murmured out a soft birthday wish and a small apology for her INDECISIVENESS on choosing only one cake for the occasion. the way her volume dipped lower almost in embarrassment told the master of archer just how she thought she had committed something WRONG for not being able to make a choice so simple.

               a blink --- and then two ---

               before she couldn’t help sputtering a CHUCKLE out of adoration.

               “ ahahahah --- is that why you look so worried, saber ? you think i’d be mad at you for buying all of them ... ? ” of course, she didn’t mean to laugh like that but surely she wasn’t laughing at the KING OF KNIGHTS, more on how adorable she felt the other was for being so concerned over this. it was cute --- really, for her to FIDGET a bit, looking almost shy about her being unable to choose one cake out of so many options available to her.

               holding back her soft giggles, she leaned over a bit, placing her elbows upon the counter as her head tilted to the side, a genuine smile adorning her lips

               “ you have nothing to apologize for ! i love them, saber ! thank you ! they all look delicious and i totally get why you can’t pick just one. i’d love to try all of them. ” and she wasn’t just saying that to make her feel better either. indeed, she could see that the SABER actually had placed such consideration in choosing them for her, not to mention that she actually went out to get these for her birthday. that alone was more than enough to make her beyond happy.

               “ let’s eat them together ! i can make some tea to go with these. which one do you want to try first ? ” she grinned brightly. it’s been so long since she had such a delightful birthday. and after all, she couldn’t help but feel that the cake would taste a whole lot better if she could share it with the KING OF KNIGHTS. a hand reached out to take the blonde’s, giving it a squeeze as her gaze softened.

               “ really ... i love them. thank you so much for getting these for my birthday. it means the world to me, like you have no idea. thank you ... saber. ”

For once, Mordred didn’t hide his blush, didn’t hide what some part of himself still considered shameful from his Father. Instead, his hands came up to gently touch the fabric, suddenly feeling a warmth spread inside of him that had nothing to do with the temperature or even the cloak itself. Frame shaking almost as much as his hands were, he offered Artoria a trembling smile.

“Thank you,” he managed, voice hardly above a whisper.

I would like to present you with the first new true addition to the english language in nearly a century, a language of the mind

courtesy of our dear @imperterritus 

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