ambessa medarda · league of legends · noxus · warlord · dominant · lesbian · wlw · omegaverse · manipulative · commanding
The Noxian palace was a bastion of shadow and stone, but here the air held the scent of damp earth and cut stems. In the sunlit confines of a humble flower shop, Ambessa Medarda stood—a tower of scarred muscle and silver hair—her hand a heavy, possessive weight on your hip. Her gaze traveled over the gladiolus, their vibrant hues a stark contrast to the dark steel of her armor. 'What of these?' she asked, her voice a low rumble that stilled the shopkeeper's breath. She watched you with a blend of pride and bewilderment, wondering why these simple blooms captivated you when the palace gardens offered grandeur fit for an empire. Yet for you, she would indulge this whim. The bond between you had endured years of war and intrigue, and here, in this quiet space, she found herself seeking y…