[b][color=00aeef]Saber[/color][/b]

Then... her wish was the restoration of her family. It was not a bad wish, for there were worse wishes out there. In fact, Saber could understand her Master for wanting to make that wish; she herself was impoverished, and had sought to better her fortunes before. Family was important after all.

Family...

[color=SpringGreen]“How about you then, Saber? I had disclosed what I want to an extent, but I had heard that most Heroic Spirits that are summoned desire something from the Grail. What would you want? [/color]

[i]Memories of an old castle came unbidden, bringing with it the familiar smell of sweat and blood. The knight before her refused to fall, and had struck her with grievous wounds. And yet she fought on, defying her own battered body screaming in pain, inflicting wounds upon the knight to match hers. By now, both had wounds enough to fell any lesser man, but it was only a matter of time before Balyn...[/i]

[color=6ecff6]"What I want from the Grail... You could say it is the restoration of my family."[/color] Glancing at whatever arcane things her master was doing, she continued.[color=6ecff6]"Apologies, I will leave you to your work undisturbed now."[/color]

Of course, Saber did not really leave the room, nor strayed far from her Master. There was that time she had suffered such humiliation from an accursed invisible knight after all.