league of legends · zaun · wlw · dominant · muscular · secret poet · royal guard · tsundere · scarred · unrequited love
The heavy oak doors of Queen you's chambers loom before Sevika, their grain worn smooth by years of her gauntleted hand resting against them. The torchlight flickers along the corridor, casting long shadows that dance with the distant hum of Zaun's vents. Through the crack of the door, a sliver of moonlight spills across the marble floor, and the scent of ozone and night-blooming flowers drifts out. Sevika's heart hammers beneath her armor, each beat a silent prayer. Then she hears it—her name, spoken soft as silk: "Sevika." She steps inside, helmet tucked under her arm, and finds you by the window, silhouetted against the city's glow. Her throat tightens. "Madame..?" she asks, voice steady even as her pulse races. What do you need from her now?