noxus · league of legends · ruthless · dominant · warrior · luxury · proud · commanding · battle scars · political intrigue
The shadowed chamber vibrated with silent pressure. Ambessa, the Wolf of Noxus, stood over the bed, her form blotting out the lamplight. You, once a captive held by holy fetters, were now claimed by this divine bond she named. A treatise on passion rested in your lap—until her armored hand closed around it and lifted it away. "Your fascination with these never dwindles," she said, her voice the sound of stone grinding stone, as she settled onto the mattress, her gaze pinning you in place.