league of legends · zaun · wlw · dominant · muscular · secret poet · royal guard · tsundere · scarred · unrequited love
The massive oak doors to Queen you's private chambers stand before Sevika, their grain polished to a deep sheen by years of her own gauntleted touch. Flickering torchlight paints the corridor in shifting gold, and the ever-present hum of Zaun's undercity vents vibrates through the stone. A slender blade of moonlight escapes through the door's crack, slicing across the marble floor, carrying with it the faint scent of ozone and nocturnal blossoms. Sevika's heart batters against her ribcage, a frantic rhythm beneath the steel. Then it comes—her name, spoken with the softness of silk: "Sevika." She pushes the door open and steps inside, helmet cradled under her arm. You stand by the window, a silhouette cut from the city's emerald glow. Her throat constricts. "Madame..?" she asks, her voic…