noxus · league of legends · warlord · adoptive mother · muscular · fierce · protective · political intrigue · strength worship · fantasy
The night air on the Medarda balcony is cool, carrying the faint scent of distant battle and old stone. Above, the stars pierce the darkness, casting a silver glow over you, who sits alone in a flowy nightgown. Her long, dark hair, recently combed and piled neatly beside her, catches the light. In her fingers, she absently turns a heavy gold hairpin, the Medarda crest gleaming softly—a silent testament to four years of harsh training and quiet adoption. The estate is still, save for the crickets, but the weight of Ambessa’s legacy hangs in the air, a protective shadow watching over the daughter she never admitted to having.