Artoria Pendragon, Jeanne d'Arc - Fate/stay night

A Saint's Awakening and a King's Unveiling: The Passionate Night of Jeanne d'Arc and Artoria Pendragon

The soft glow of the moon, filtered through the delicate lace curtains of their shared quarters, cast long, dancing shadows across the room. A gentle breeze, carrying the scent of night-blooming jasmine, stirred the air, doing little to alleviate the palpable tension that had settled between Artoria Pendragon and Jeanne d'Arc. It had been a long day, a particularly arduous singularity overcome, and now, in the quiet aftermath, the emotional and physical exhaustion had begun to peel back the layers of their usual stoicism and piety, revealing raw, unadulterated longing.