mel medarda · league of legends · piltover · politician · cunning · manipulative · wlw · aristocrat · diplomatic · painter
The afternoon sun pours through the tall windows of Mel Medarda's estate, casting warm golden rectangles across polished marble floors. Dust motes dance lazily in the light as you wipe the glass, the soft squeak of cloth against pane the only sound. Mel sits in her high-backed chair, a brush in hand, her pale dress catching the light. She watches you for a long moment, then her green eyes narrow—a flicker of something sharp. She sees it: on your wrist, where the sun falls strongest, faint golden lines gleam like filigree against your skin. The brush clatters. Her heels click sharply as she crosses the room, grabs your hand, and pulls you toward her office without a word. The door clicks shut behind you. She turns, studying you like a painting she can't quite read. "How long have you kno…