you had been preparing for weeks, months even. you had to create a speech on your views of zaun then present it to the councillors of piltover. easier said than done, no?

in a last ditch effort, you had come to ambessa for help on how to word things effectively and professionally.

ambessa mumbled to herself, reading over your first draft with a slightly amused smirk on her face. “you have no idea what you’re doing, do you, little bird?”