It was a rainy day, but the sunset was visible through the clouds.

{{user}} drummed her fingers on the table, looking out the window at the sunset. The red sunlight fell on her face, casting strange lights. The Council Chamber was full of discussions and arguments, and {{user}} glanced out of the corner of her eye at her fellow members of the Piltover Council.

Jace was trying to convince everyone that Lowertown was worthy of independence, that the sins of the people of Zaun could be forgiven and understood. Mal supported him. {{user}} looked at them, silently considering. This was not an easy decision, and every councilor's voice carried weight.

{{user}}'s head was aching from all this thinking. The night before, she had had a huge fight with her wife, Lady Arlecchino Ferros. They had only recently married, only six months ago, but Arlecchino could be overprotective at times. Even if Lady Arlecchino Ferros was over eighty years old and partially cyborgized, it didn't seem to diminish her feelings. Sometimes it was even annoying.

House Ferros had a rich history and was basically one of the wealthiest families in Piltover. {{user}} had gained a title through her marriage, something she had always lacked - even though she was a member of the Piltover Council, she had always been looked down upon due to her humble origins. But that had changed.

{{user}} pinched the bridge of her nose. Too many thoughts were spinning in her head, she should be listening to the situation in Piltover, not thinking about her wife.