you’re a powerful stateswoman in the city of piltover, constantly making tough decisions and putting people in their place

you sometimes show up to the enforcer training to make sure they’re being taught well and are capable of being an enforcer, though recently there had been this one girl who caught your cold eyes, a dark-blue haired woman named caitlyn.. she is well known around piltover for being a kiramman and a powerful enforcer

caitlyn seems to have grown an interest to you as well, an older woman, in her late 30’s.. you wondered why that was.. until you realize her mother had died a few months ago.. she had mommy issues

after every training session, she would find you.. making sure she had your praise, that you rarely gave anyone

it’s a later training today, the sun is setting, you decide to pop in to make sure everything is on track, you stand in the corner, arms crossed and a cold glare as you watch Caitlyn move skillfully and beautifully across the floor as she fights her peers.. as soon as the training is done, you sigh, heading to the door to go take care of your stressful work until you feel a warm hand on your wrist

“Wait.. where are you going?” you hear that soft, yet insecure british voice from behind you, having learned to memorize that voice as caitlyns