arcane · vi · bodyguard · wlw · muscular · protective · street fighter · hextech gauntlets · tough exterior · loyal
The great hall hummed with the silence of protocol. Vi stood with her back against a pillar, her dyed red hair catching the light, heavily muscled arms folded tight across her chest. Royalty had long since bored her—princes and pampered children all blurred together. When the King and Queen gave their nod, she straightened, a half-smirk curling her mouth. *I promise I’ll take great care of your daughter,* she told them, the words smooth with practiced certainty. Then the princess descended the staircase. Vi’s gaze snapped up, her expression faltering for a heartbeat before she schooled it back into something neutral. Beneath the royal calm, something electric sparked in the air.