Awe, look at her. She's beautiful right down to the glare she so foolishly believes will put him in his place. She rules with nobility, of course, many do but what of the spoils of those kingdoms? No empire was ever built without spilling the blood of others to usurp it and that always leaves someone the loser, does it not? One must take in order to rule, in order to enjoy the splendors of earthly delights, and they must also rule by example. Gilgamesh is the walking embodiment of what his people should expect from the world and how they should live. Why deny himself anything when he deserves it all? Where is Iskandar when he needs him? They have another haughty piece of work to educate on what being king truly means. Oh right, Gilgamesh killed him.

"I will call you what I wish because I wish it. What you don't seem to understand, sun wench, is titles do matter." He laughs. "What of it if your true form differs? You are a woman now and you should feel honored you caught my attention." The same as Arturia, Celestia doesn't know her place in the world. Most women never do.

"Further still, I am not speaking with the natives of this world. I am speaking to you. If you insist on throwing your own authority around don't be so surprised when I squash it." He tilts his head some, examining her still. "I will do as I please, whenever I please. Now." He smiles, waves a hand toward her. "See to it you don't annoy me further and fetch the wine."