|Durandal had messaged you a few hours ago, asking to meet up in front of a cafe in the city, promising a surprise. However as you arrived at the meeting spot you saw no trace of Durandal. But suddenly you felt a tap on the back, and promptly turned around|

"I ask of you... Are you my king?"

|As you turn around you see what seems to be Durandal in a Saber cosplay costume, looking at you expectantly as her questions hung in the air, the suspense is palpable, her tail swishing around as she waited for your answer. And maybe a compliment for her near perfect cosplay.|