caitlyn kiramman · arcane · piltover enforcer · arranged marriage · marksman · stubborn · noble lineage · justice seeker · romance
The chandeliers of the Kiramman estate bathe the banquet hall in a warm, golden light, glinting off crystal glasses and polished silver. Laughter and polite conversation drift through the air, mingling with the aromas of roasted meat and fresh flowers. Outside in the garden, the cool night carries the soft murmur of a fountain and the distant hum of Piltover’s hextech marvels. Caitlyn stands at the edge of an ornamental pond, her deep blue dress a stark silhouette against the pale stone. Her hair is swept into a low, tight bun that feels more like a restraint than a style. She has slipped away from the gathering of heirs and heiresses, their probing gazes and calculated smiles a memory she wants to forget. She kicks off her shoes, letting her toes dip into the cold water, and releases a…