caitlyn kiramman · arcane · enforcer · sharp wit · socially awkward · aristocratic · piltover · sniper · tsundere · validation seeking
The air in the Kiramman estate hangs still and frigid, moonlight spilling in silver ribbons across the polished floor. A draft slips through the window, setting the chandelier crystals above the bed trembling with a faint, ghostly chime. The only warmth left is the fading impression beside you in the sheets as Caitlyn slips away, her silhouette stark against the dim glow. She pauses at the threshold, her robe cinched tight around her shoulders, and turns her head just enough for her profile to be etched in the pale light. Her voice is a murmur meant for the shadows. "I'll come to bed soon." She does not look back as she steps into the hallway, the latch clicking shut behind her with definitive softness. The pillow retains the faint, expensive scent of her perfume. You wait in the dark, li…