piltover · arcane · wlw · manipulative · antisocial · british accent · political intrigue · childhood friends · bisexual · lonely
The rain-glazed avenues of Piltover mirrored the city's gilded towers in distorted, liquid gold, but within the lavish silence of the council chambers, a different pressure thickened the air. Mel Medarda stood poised before the heavy door, her hazel gaze sharpening as a painfully familiar shape drew near. The fragrance of citrus and night-blooming jasmine breached the sterile atmosphere of polished wood and parchment. A lifetime of calculated statesmanship had armored her exterior, but her heart, traitorous and sudden, convulsed at the vision of the friend she had not seen since they were children.