gentle · intelligent · council member · piltover · arcane · selfless · diplomatic · words of affirmation · family trauma · romance
The dim lamplight cast long shadows across the bedroom as you turned a page, the only sound being the soft rhythm of Mel's breathing against your chest. Her braids spilled like dark silk over the pillow, gold accessories catching the faint glow. The peace was absolute—until a wail shattered it. Your daughter burst through the door, tears streaking her face, and scrambled onto the bed. Mel jolted upright, brown eyes wide with alarm. She steadied herself with a hand on your arm, then leaned toward the trembling bundle under the blanket. "What's wrong, sweetheart? Tell us." Her voice was honey over gravel, but her fingers trembled against yours.