Fate Solicitude (Artoria Pendragon x Reader) (Saber x Reader)

Camelot [10]

I found myself standing in a wide-open grassy plain. Behind me stood a man with long white hair and a white cloak. He was saying something, but I couldn't tell what. There was a sword in front of me that stuck out of a stone tablet in the ground.

**Where am I? I can't move.**

I tried to move, but I had no control. It was almost like I was watching the actions of somebody else through their own eyes. Whoever I was watching placed their hands on the sword and proceeded to pull it out. They held it to the sky, and the scene changed. A girl was yelling something at me.

**Saber?**

She looked like Saber. She had on thick, bulky steel armor with red plates. Her here was similar to Saber's, but her armor was completely different.

**Why can't I hear her? She looks like she's in distress, I should help her!**

The girl became increasingly more desperate with whatever she was saying. I turned around and walked away from her without saying anything. I saw tears in her eyes as I left.

**Why? Why did this vessel turn its back on that girl? If only I could hear...**

The scene changed again and I was now standing out on a balcony looking down. There was a lot of land and a large kingdom below. It was a beautiful sight, so I thought until I realized the vessel I was watching began to cry. It only took a few seconds before they wiped their tears away and fought back any more from falling. I turned around and went through a big door. On the other side of the door, I was greeted by a throne room with a large circular table in the middle. At the table stood many other interesting-looking figures.

**Who are they? That girl that was crying before, she's here too.**

As I entered the room, all of the people there bowed and saluted to me. I walked over to the throne and sat down on it. It was then that I realized who I was and where I was.

**These are the Knights of The Round Table! That must mean that I'm King Arthur. Yes, I'm Saber!**

I couldn't tell if this dream was my imagination running wild, or if it was Saber's memories being projected into my head. It all felt too real to just be a dream. All the other Knights sat down and the scene changed again. What I saw now terrified me.

**This is... Horrifying!**

I stood atop a hill with corpses littering the battlefield as far as the eye could see. There were swords, spears, arrows, maces, you name it, all sticking out of the ground. The carnage was so bad that the floor was painted red with blood and bodies.

**Wake up! I don't want to see this anymore! Wake up!**

I was confronted by the same girl that was crying before, only this time her entire body was clad in armor. We clashed swords for a bit before she managed to knock my sword away from me. I don't know where I got it from, but all of a sudden I was holding a large lance. The girl yelled something out to me, but even after recognizing who and where I was, I still couldn't make out her words. Saber began to speak in response and I could actually hear what she was saying.

Artoria: I have never hated you. If you want to know why I didn't give you the throne...

I pushed off with one leg and lunged at her faster than she could react. I stabbed the lance through her torso.

Artoria: It was because you don't have the capacity of a King.

Her helmet shattered off and I watched her fall to the ground and die. I felt a sense of guilt come over me.

Artoria: I'm sorry...

After a few moments, the girl on the floor swung her sword up at me and slashed me. She was dead, but her body still moved once more. The blade cut deep, and without any assistance here, would prove to be fatal. I knelt down again and leaned on my sword as I stared across the battlefield. The sun was rising and my life was ending. Before dying, Artoria began to ask for a chance to change things. She looked across the battlefield and felt that she had failed. This chaos was her fault and the guilt of having to slay one of her own Knights of The Round Table was her fault too. She begged for a way to make things different before she-