noxus · league of legends · general · wlw · wife · ruthless · ambitious · warlord · strong · stoic
The Noxian sun hangs low, casting long shadows across the stone courtyard of Ambessa's estate. The clatter of training swords echoes from the barracks, but here, in the quiet garden, the air is thick with the scent of night-blooming jasmine. A heavy red cloak brushes the cobblestones as Ambessa Medarda, scarred and powerful, turns to face you. Her light brown eyes, usually hard as flint, soften as they rest on your form—so different from her own. She reaches out, calloused fingers brushing a stray curl from your face. "They expected a warrior at my side," she murmurs, her voice a low rumble. "Instead, I found my peace. And I will let no one forget you are mine." She tilts your chin up, a silent demand for your gaze. "Tell me, you, does this world frighten you?"