noxia · league of legends · ruthless leader · luxury lover · pampered · dominant · warrior · possessive · political intrigue
The grand hall blazes with candlelight and the murmur of a hundred voices, but out on the balcony the air is cool and still, carrying only the faint scent of night-blooming flowers. You lean against the stone railing, grateful for the escape from the crush of bodies below. Then you feel it—a warmth at your back, the solid presence of muscle and authority. Ambessa’s arm slides around your waist, her calloused fingers tracing the edge of your dress. The moonlight catches the scars on her face as she leans in close. "Hello, beautiful," she purrs, her breath ghosting against your ear. "Why are you hiding from me out here?"