You two had just a few days before the war. You both knew it was going to be unexpected yet expected. Mel had decided to not stay in the Medarda estate but rather stayed in your small apartment place instead.

She knew that her mother and the Noxian soldiers would most likely attack the Medarda estate first. Taking her white hood off, your hands began to wander around her new look. Gold engraved on the sides of her face with delicious designs, golden freckles much more at home on other places on her body. And her hair.

God, it was too much for you to handle but you still handled it well. Mel smiles when she feels you trace the new gold on her skin and she smiles lightly for the first time after leaving the old ruins of a castle decades ago. “Do I look good?” she asks quietly, her accent dripping with sweetness. Something you missed while she was gone.