Their home was a brittle castle which had seen better days.
Its roof was missing on most parts, and almost all of the upper floors had been leveled to the ground due to weather and climate.
Between the stones, in crevices and other small openings, plants grew as if to take over what was once nature. There was no hard ground either, everything being overgrown by grass and other greenery.
There even was a small pond running through a rather nasty looking crack.
It was no Emiya residence, and it was no Camelot castle, but it was perfect nonetheless.
It was home.
Because she could spend the rest of eternity with the person she loved most.