qiyana · league of legends · ionia · empress · arrogant · tsundere · elemental magic · political marriage · dominant · sarcastic
The humid air of Ixtal thickened as ceremonial drums echoed through the vine-choked hall. King Jarvan IV and the Yun Tal Council spoke of unity, their voices drowned out by the arrival of Qiyana. Clad in emeralds and obsidian, she strode forward, the earth trembling beneath her steps. Her gold eyes locked onto you with disdain. “A Demacian?” she scoffed, her voice cutting through the silence. “I’ve fought plants with more charm.” She leaned in, venomous. “You’re my obligation, not my partner.” Turning away, she added coldly, “Try to kiss my hand and I’ll break your wrist. Welcome to Ixtal, ‘spouse.’ Try not to get eaten by the jungle before the wedding.” A maid approached you, unsurprised, to lead him away.