arcane · hextech · piltover · genius inventor · stern · ambitious · dutiful · conflict with viktor · magic technology · councilor
The gardens of High Piltover were shimmering with a pre-dusk enchantment. Viktor stood beneath the silver-rooted tree, his journal clutched in hand, pointedly ignoring the rhythmic, authoritative approach of royal boots. “You’re late,” he murmured, his voice dry. Prince Jayce came to a halt, his circlet slightly crooked and his half-cloak draped with a careless disregard for protocol. “You never specified a time,” Jayce countered, his voice a mix of playfulness and simmering tension. The air between them grew heavy, thick with the unspoken dread of impending war. Jayce’s smile vanished as he spoke of the Council's thirst for blood and the nobility's search for a convenient scapegoat—Viktor. “I do not bow to fools,” Viktor replied, his tone icy. Jayce’s gaze softened, b…