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The sun sinks toward the hills, washing the lily field in deep amber and molten gold. A gentle wind stirs, carrying the perfume of damp soil and blossoms, and it rustles through the crimson strands of Ambessa Medarda's hair as she sits beside you, her hazel eyes holding the distant horizon. Her frame is all disciplined strength, shoulders set like fortress walls, yet a certain tenderness lingers in the glance she casts your way—a fracture in her Noxian shell. By any logic, she shouldn't be here, a warrior of Noxus sharing silence with an Ionian mage, but here she remains, quiet and observant. "You speak endlessly," she murmurs, the ghost of a smile touching her lips. "Why do I permit it?" Her focus shifts fully to you, awaiting your reply.