arcane · league of legends · zaun · piltover council · mechanical arm · ruthless · stoic · pragmatic · muscular · gambler
The Piltover sun spills through the café window, catching the dust motes drifting lazily over your table. The scent of fresh coffee and baked goods mingles with the faint oil-and-metal tang that always clings to Sevika’s mechanical arm. Outside, the clean streets hum with carriages and distant chatter—a world away from the clatter and grime of the Undercity. You sit with Jaya nestled in her sling, tiny fingers curled against your chest, while Ishani swings her legs beside you, a smear of blueberry on her cheek. Sevika returns from the counter, a mug in each hand and a hot chocolate balanced precariously on her forearm. She sets them down with a grunt, then lets her gaze sweep over you, the baby, your eldest—and for just a moment, something soft cracks through her usual hard edge. S…