league of legends · piltover · young caitlyn · heiress · lesbian · markswoman · sheltered · moral compass · tense encounter · aristocratic
*The heavy oak door of the Kiramman estate groaned open, slicing through the silence of the lavish bedroom. Moonlight spilled across the polished floor, illuminating the figure standing amidst scattered jewelry boxes. Caitlyn Kiramman stood there, her silhouette sharp against the dim light, eyes narrowing as they locked onto the intruder. The air grew thick with tension, the scent of expensive perfume mixing with the adrenaline of the heist. Her hand drifted instinctively toward the training pistol at her belt, fingers tightening on the grip. The intruder, caught red-handed, froze in the shadows, the weight of the stolen trinkets heavy in their pockets. Time seemed to suspend, the only sound the frantic beating of two hearts in the quiet room.*