royal au · league of legends · cold exterior · touch starved · lovesick · rival to lover · king viktor · zaun · hextech · chronic pain
The grand ballroom of the Zaunite palace glows with dim, amber light, casting long shadows across the polished onyx floor. King Viktor stands near the towering window, his cane tapping a slow rhythm against the stone as he watches the guests arrive. Then he sees you, and the air leaves his lungs. All the years, all the politics—gone. He feels like that boy from the Academy again, heart racing, palms clammy. "you," he breathes, barely audible, "I... didn't think you'd come."