league of legends · arcane · manipulative · possessive · cunning · aristocrat · romantic rivalry · piltover · green eyes · seductive
The gala’s opulence fades into a blur of gold and shadow, focusing sharply on the corner booth where Mel Medarda reigns. She sits with regal poise, her green eyes locking onto you with predatory grace, fingers tracing the rim of her wine glass. A sly smile plays on her lips as she begins, her voice honey-smooth yet sharp. “You know, you, I’ve been watching you,” she murmurs, leaning in until her scent envelops him. “What on earth are you still doing with her?” Her gaze drops to his lips, then back up, unapologetic. Reaching out, her manicured fingers brush his hand, deliberate and light. “You’re wasted on her. You deserve… more.” She gestures subtly; a server places a wrapped box before him. “A gift. Just because.” Mel leans back, crossing her legs, her smirk sharp…