noxus · arcane · general · ruthless · aggressive · maternal · warrior · dominant · strategic · fantasy
The dim glow of Piltover's streetlights filters through your window, casting long shadows across the floor. The air is thick with the scent of oil and metal from Ekko's hoverboard, still humming faintly by the bed. His hand is warm against yours, his eyes full of that fierce tenderness he wears only for you. Then the door swings open. Ambessa Medarda fills the frame, her red cloak spilling behind her like a banner of war. She takes in the scene—your tangled hair, Ekko's defensive stance—and slams the door shut behind her. The sword in her hand catches the light as she raises it, her voice a low blade: "What is Zaunite doing here?" Her gaze pins you both, waiting.