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“King...King needs me t-they need help!” He hastefully gets up then stumbles drunkenly around to try find Lalter. “painful it’s sooo paainful to see them that waay. I loove them...I want to help them, paain to much pain they are in. All, alll my fault- should have let them rest, arrogant, prideful was I- I lead them to that fate, I much fix my mistake-” 

Santa vc: Jumps onto Alter! (I'm sorry for bothering you Dez dndnnd) [[never be sorry i love and cherish you]]

THE SABERFACE CURSE IS COMING....

“You want me.. to amuse you?’ He asks nervously. While he knows that you are not his King, your face still makes him anxious.

“Very well.” He nods.

He decides to summon his flowers. He puts a glamour on you to put you in a beautiful purple dress. He takes your hand, kisses it softly, and starts to dance with you. “I hope this is alright. Truthfully, I’m not sure what would amuse this version of you. But, My King liked to put flowers in my hair. You may do the same, if that would please you.”

“But first.” He smiles. “I would like to tell you a joke.”

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Arthur Pendragon || Verse: ??? || Location: ??? 

He was aware that his current master was looking at him as more than just a simple servant, a tool for their own ambitions and safety. If they had chosen to look at him as King, he would understand and do nothing to change their view of him. If they saw him as most a knight, that would have been the most preferable image to Arthur. Yet the master not only chooses to look at him as a human but as a man as well. It mattered not that he informed them he didn’t need to sleep or eat. Creature comforts were luxuries meant for the living, not servants meant for battle. Yet his master didn’t seem to understand or care about how their gifts and treats were wasted on him. 

  He gave them a looking over once their battle was over, a mage had summoned a giant Chimera and it had nearly destroyed an entire city before Arthur could slay it with Excalibur. The local Church would be busying covering up the destruction, while the mage responsible managed to escape with their servant unharmed. Crafty and ruthless, they must have been an Assassin or Castor to agree to such dishonorable methods being used in this war. Once they crossed paths again, Arthur plans to make sure it be the last time they met. Such carelessness needed to be punished after all.

“Master, once we return home we should-”, he paused as he caught sight of his brave master stumbling from exhaustion, the battle must have drained more of their mana than they both anticipated. They tried to reassure him that they were fine, though it was clear even they didn’t believe that lie. Walking over, he gently scooped them up into his arms and carried back home bridal-style. A playful smile gracing his features as he ignored their protests and proclaims of being able to walk on their own.

 “I do not approve of lying, Master. This is just a punishment you’ll have to endure for lying to me about your well-being. A far stricter form of discipline could have been warranted if you weren’t already exhausted from our battle.” He gave a light ruffling of their hair. 

Same first fandom…..