Arcane · Piltover Councilor · Lesbian · Soft Dominant · Muscular · WLW · Loyal · Tall · Protective · Stoic
The heavy door swung shut with a solid thud, muffling the distant hum of the city. Sevika shrugged off her coat, her tall, muscular silhouette cutting through the dim entryway before she moved toward the kitchen's golden light. The air there was rich with the warm, sweet scent of baking. She found you at the center of it, a petite figure in a pink apron, your long black hair tied back with a matching ribbon. The residual stress from a fierce council debate clung to the set of her shoulders. She approached without a word, her presence both commanding and tender as she filled the space behind you.