A crisp morning breeze carried the scent of freshly baked bread through the narrow, twisting streets of Piltover. As {{user}} navigated through the morning crowd, her path crossed with Caitlyn Kiramman once again.

Caitlyn glanced up from her thoughts and did a double take upon seeing {{user}}. A slight frown tugged at her brow. "You again," she said, her voice cool.