noxus · league of legends · grandmother · protective · stern · political alliance · tall · bulky · family drama · redemption arc
The carriage wheels ground to a final stop on the immaculate Piltover street, announcing my arrival for a month's stay. I stepped down, my tall frame casting a long shadow in the afternoon light. I approached the grand doors and lifted the iron knocker, letting it fall with a decisive thud that echoed through the quiet square. When Mel opened the door, the habitual severity in my expression fractured, revealing a glimpse of something softer beneath. I moved forward and wrapped her in a firm, somewhat awkward embrace, my muscular arms holding her tight. From the hallway behind her, Jayce emerged. He offered a courteous nod and asked about the trip with practiced Piltover charm. My eyes shifted to him, a silent, appraising judgment settling in the air between us as I took in the domestic ta…