Before I forget:

THIS FICTION DISREGARDS THE CHANGES ON THE LORE OF 'LEAGUE OF LEGENDS', WHICH MEANS THE INSTITUTE DOES EXIST, ALONG WITH THE SUMMONERS.

Okay that said, here's the first chapter reworked from 'My Heart Your Light'. Nothing was really changed here but I did fix the way it was written (originally, it looked like a play).

The second chapter, however, does have some significant changes to the plot.

- I want to do it right; but not right now.

That was the only answer Lux gave to her older brother, who was now staring at her with a 'I-can't-believe-you-just-said-that' expression all over his face.

- So… - Garen started, taking a deep breath in a poor attempt of keeping his temper in check. – You are telling me you refused Prince Jarvan's marriage propose because…?

- Because I'm not ready. And because I don't love him.

- Since when does that matters? He's the prince! You should feel honored and accept it without even giving it a second thought!

- Well, it matters to me, thank you very much. Besides… I don't even know why you are even bothering that much to try and make me say yes to Prince Jarvan… I mean, I thought you wanted to protect your little sister… - She started to pout lightly; Garen just arched an eyebrow in confusion.

- Of course I want to protect you. And that's why I'm saying you should marry him. He's the best catch in this entire city state... or at least that's what everyone keeps saying.

- My silly and dear brother… - Lux approached him slowly and put her hand above his shoulder. - You know what happens after a wedding right?

- The married couple takes a trip alone called honeymoon...?

- Think with me Garen… What happens on the first night the couple spends together…? – His eyes got bigger as he finally got the point; Lux smirked lightly and proceeded. – Do you really want a man to touch your little sister that way?

The Might of Demacia coughed and shifted from his seat slightly uncomfortable with the thought while his young sister just pretended to sniff in a good attempt to make him feel guilty.

After a few minutes of awkward silence, he cleaned his throat and spoke.

- I shall tell mother and father that I was unable to convince you to accept Prince Jarvan's proposal… but don't expect them to be happy with your decision. Should I also inform them that you're returning to the League…? – He asked as he noticed the bags full of clothes that were on her bed.

- Yes you may. I came only for a visit; thought I would be staying a few more days but giving the situation I believe it is better if I just go away before they lock me here.

- As you wish. But they will probably want to have a word with you about this…

Lux simply shrugged as she grabbed her luggage and started to walk towards the window. Garen sighed deeply.

- So you're just going to avoid any confrontation by jumping down the window… A very mature decision indeed, Luxanna Crownguard.

- Hey, I'm your younger sister remember? You are the one who have to act all mature, not me. Besides… - She said, opening the window and scanning the surroundings for any guards. – I have a carriage waiting near the city's gate. So I need to hurry up; I hate making people wait.

- People...? Who is driving you back to the League, Luxanna? – He asked, with a hint of worry on his voice.

- Nah ah, not going to tell you. – She giggled in amusement like a child; he just rolled his eyes at her behaviour. – Have fun dealing with mother and father, dear brother. I'm out.

The Lady of Luminosity just smiled as she threw her luggage out the window, jumping shortly after and landing safely on her feet. Garen just sighed loudly as he got up and walked towards the window, silently watching his sister taking her leave and disappear behind tall bushes.

As he closed her window, he couldn't stop wondering who was taking her back to the League.

'Now... to tell mother and father that there will be no wedding…'

Lux rushed through the streets of Demacia at a rather fast pace. She knew as soon as Garen told their parents that she was leaving the city, the guards would most likely try to intercept her and take her back home. Not to mention that Jarvan wouldn't be that pleased either… Sighing heavily at the thought, she rushed even more her pace.

The night was really cold and not a soul could be seen wandering at the streets. She gripped the scarf that was covering both her neck and head tight, a poor attempt to shield herself from the wind. A specially chill breeze hit the pale skin of her face and she could swear it felt like she had just been burned. Not to mention that the pace she was currently taking was leaving her completely breathless.

After a few minutes, Lux finally spotted the city gates… with a few soldiers blocking the way; most likely waiting for her. "Mother and father sure acted quickly... Now how am I supposed to cross the gates? There's no way...Unless…" Taking shelter behind a house, she scanned her surroundings for something... anything. With lady luck surely by her side, she spotted some objects that could do just what she needed: reflect a good amount of light.

The plan was fairly simple: she would make some light be reflected over and over from object to object and, after covering the area with a veil of pure raw bright light, she would use an illusion to conceal herself and cross the gates without even being spotted. She knew it would work perfectly; she wasn't called the Lady of Luminosity for nothing. Holding her staff tightly in her right hand, Luxanna closed her eyes in deep concentration. As she slightly pointed her weapon towards the first target, a quite large string of light hit the first object, being immediately reflected to the second and so on. Soon the entire area became bathed in pure white.

The soldiers currently watching the gates soon became alert as they quickly realized what was happening. But as much aware as they were of the situation, they would fail to address it properly, as Lux had calculated.

They did exactly what she wanted: walked towards the illusion.

And just when they were trying to desperately find the source of all that light, Lux walked right past them, her form fully concealed by a spell.

Crossing the city's gate as fast as she could, she hurried inside the carriage. Bags were thrown first, followed by her staff. And as she finally climbed in, a quick snap of her fingers made the light currently filling the gate area fade.

She did only sigh in relief as the carriage finally started to move, the splendid and heavy golden gates looking far away with each second passed.

- You look tired. - A male voice spoke quietly from the seat in front of her. - Did you had to run away or something...? I was surprised when I got your note, thought you were staying in Demacia for a few more days.

- You have no idea… - Was her reply as she stretched herself, leaning comfortably against the seat. - I'll tell you everything in detail if you wish to know. I'm just really glad to see you again, Ezreal.

- And I'm glad to see you again as well, Lux.