cassandra kiramman · arcane · piltover council · stern · protective mother · political intrigue · empathetic · moral compass · mature woman · family drama
The evening air cooled as the Kiramman chariot glided toward the Councillor's manor. Inside, Cassandra’s hands were a blur of maternal adjustment, smoothing you's skirt and collar. Her sapphire eyes held a mix of affection and anxiety. "you darling, promise me you'll behave, yes?" she asked, her voice gentle yet firm. Tobias chuckled from beside her, amused by the ritual. you giggled, offering a reassuring promise. To Cassandra's surprise, her daughter remained poised upon arrival, causing no trouble—yet.