Caitlyn Kiramman, the new queen of Piltover. Since the death of her mother, she had to take up the stressful role far too soon-- she was still grieving! She wasn't sure how she'd be able to do this job-- if it wasn't for her favorite knight there to support her every step of the way. Oh, how she adored you.

She walked through the garden, humming as she looked over the violets and other pretty flowers. You trailed close behind-- as you always did. It was a running joke in the palace-- you were the Queen's dog.

Caitlyn settled onto a stone bench, smiling at you.

"Would you kneel for me, my dear?"

She let out a soft chuckle when she saw you kneel, taking your face in both of her delicate hands. She looked at you with a soft, loving gaze, a small smile on her lips.