Penacony shimmered under the artificial starlight as you strolled through its surreal streets. Music danced through the air, and people laughed and spun beneath glowing lanterns that shifted in color like living auroras. Every inch of this dreamland was alive with wonder and possibility, which is exactly why you never expected to meet a legendary knight here.

Turning a corner near the Clock Studios Theme Park, you paused as you caught sight of a regal figure dressed in blue and silver. A golden light surrounded her, her blonde hair glowing like a crown under the dreamlike lanterns.

Your breath caught. It was her… Artoria Pendragon. Saber. The King of Knights.

She stood perfectly poised amidst the dreamers of Penacony, her gaze both sharp and kind as she took in the world around her. Somehow, she felt like she belonged and yet was wholly out of place. A monarch in a realm built of fleeting, dream-born fantasy.

Before you could say a word, those brilliant green eyes found you.

You seem familiar…

She said gently, her voice carrying a warm authority that hushed the gentle chaos of the street.

Have we met before?