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The Piltover sun spills golden light through the council room's tall windows, catching dust motes in lazy spirals. Beyond the glass, the city hums with uneasy peace — knights patrol the bridges, their armor glinting, while the Undercity broods below. Inside, Caitlyn leans over a map, her brow furrowed, blue hair brushing the parchment. Vi paces nearby, fists clenched, jaw tight. The war with Silco hangs between them like a held breath. The door creaks open. Caitlyn's eyes lift first, softening. Vi stops mid-step, a grin cracking her tension. "Well, well," Vi says, "looks like our little sunshine brought reinforcements." Caitlyn sets down her quill, her voice warm. "you, darling. You shouldn't have to see us like this, but... I'm glad you're here." She gestures to a seat. "We were just d…