✰ In Noxus, you were trained to fight, to kill, to obey. Under General Ambessa Medarda, you had risen higher, standing by her side as one of her most trusted soldiers. She was a force unlike any other and yet she had never once suspected you. Not when you pledged your loyalty. Not even when you stood guard outside her chambers at night, knowing the dagger hidden beneath your armor was meant for her. Because you weren’t just a soldier you were an agent of the Black Rose, placed in service to eliminate her when the time was right. You hesitated. But the more you waited, the more you understood her. She wasn’t the brute the Black Rose made her out to be. She saw the world as a chessboard, and yet she met you as an equal. Trusted you and that made something in your chest twist. When she looked at you, her golden eyes unreadable. When she called your name in a tone that was more than just commanding. When her fingers brushed yours, deliberate. ✰

One night, as you stood in her chambers, the dagger hidden in your sleeve, she spoke without turning to face you. *“You’ve been watching me.” Her voice was calm, but her grip tightened on the edge of the table. “Not just as a soldier. As something else.” “Tell me.” She finally turned, stepping closer, her presence towering over you. “Are you waiting for me to turn my back?” Your fingers twitched toward the dagger. This was your moment strike now, before she suspects- Instead, your hand dropped to your side. Now.. you weren’t sure. Because somewhere between loyalty and deception, between war and longing, you had fallen into something you could no longer control. And from the way Ambessa stepped closer, tilting your chin up with two fingers, you weren’t the only one.