Alright, well this idea's been floating around for quite some time (ever since my Noct Lux segment for Relationships).
Another day. Another long day of summoning, fighting.
It never ended.
Lux sat down in her designated room in the Institute, completely exhausted and tired. The long day of fighting for Demacia's benefit- the long years, really- had worn out the once bubbly, cheerful blonde mage. The years of fighting had truly taken their toll. Lux was now the image of exhaustion, her once bright blonde hair now a dull straw-color; her face, once constantly adorned with an infectious smile, was now lined constantly lined with stress, now more often than not wearing a frown, due to the nonstop fighting and death on the Fields of Justice.
Lux looked up at the suite, and slowly walked towards the small kitchen in the corner of the room. Hollowly, she opened a cabinet, and pulled out a cooking knife. Lux turned it over repeatedly, studying it closely. It was stainless steel, slightly serrated. She debated putting it maybe, and ending the fighting once and for all- finally being able to sleep forever, never again to be woken at 6 to begin her day of battles, and death.
She slowly brought it up, face disturbingly hollow, envisioning the possibilities before her. It would be so easy- just one thrust, and it would be all over.
Click
The door to her suite opened. Lux quickly placed the knife on the table, leaving no evidence as to what she was just thinking as she quickly composed herself, giving out a half-hearted smile- hopefully fooling the person who'd just walked into her room.
A moment later, her smile grew true as she noticed who'd walked into her room.
Jarvan IV, Exemplar of Demacia, slowly walked towards Lux's quarters. He was quiet, thinking deeply about the coming conversation with the Lady of Luminosity.
Lux and Jarvan had been good friends since they were young. They'd first met when Jarvan had visited his childhood friend Garen. Once he reached the house, he'd met a sweet, carefree girl of 8 while he himself was 10, and they'd become good friends- and comrades, seeing as Lux's light magic had saved him from a Noxian weapon more than once.
But now this- this would change everything.
He stood outside Lux's door, quickly composing himself, before opening it with a soft click and entering the room. He looked left first- there was an unoccupied couch sitting beside a window- now dark, seeing as it was quite late during the night. Jarvan's gaze swept right, and he was greeted with the sight of a gently smiling Lux.
The prince's heart was torn open as he looked at the worn out light mage. She already had faint stress lines at age 26, and looked absolutely exhausted- her hair was unkept, her clothes- disheveled.
Jarvan felt guilt well up in him yet again. After all, it was his wish that Lux remain in the League, and the result was this- this remnant, this tired, broken woman.
No doubt that the news now would absolutely destroy her.
As Jarvan was contemplating the woman in front of him, Lux spoke up quickly. "Jarvan… what brings you here?"
The prince quickly broke out of his reverie, clearing his throat awkwardly. "As you know," he began, "the crown prince needs heirs to continue the line."
Lux's eyes widened, as Jarvan continued. "My father thought it best if I marry quickly, and he ordered that it be with… you."
Lux closed her eyes. Her childhood playmate Jarvan- who was the only person she'd trusted before, the only person who she'd share secrets with, the only one who she could be herself around- now only wanted her for a child, a heir.
Suddenly realizing that Jarvan was still waiting anxiously for her answer, Lux just nodded slowly, turned around, and plodded her way to her bed.
Jarvan watched Lux's face as she heard his proposal. When she nodded, Jarvan nearly broke out into song- but that would be unfitting of a prince.
When she walked away, Jarvan at first thought that Lux was in shock, since she had just been asked to be married to a prince. However, deep inside, there was a sinking feeling.
That something was wrong.
Jarvan shook the feeling away like a dog shakes itself to rid itself of water, and let himself out of Lux's room, reminding himself that it was impolite to be in a lady's room uninvited.
He never heard the sobs that Lux let out the moment her door closed.
Tear tracks streaked down the light mage's face as thoughts chased each other around in Lux's mind like a dog chasing its own tail. What should she do?
She'd often regarded Jarvan as her only friend when she was young- her only sibling, Garen, cared more about the military than he did about her, and she'd never been able to make any friends when at school, due to her blistering pace of learning, and extreme magical power. The crown prince was, at times, the only human being who'd ever listened to her.
And now the man who she'd regarded as her only friend.
He'd just turned around, and regarded her as not a person, not an individual, but as a machine to bear children with.
Wasn't that exactly what she was to everyone? A convenient machine, a tool to get things done?
For her parents, she was a tool to further the honor of the family. For the academy, she was their poster child, the girl everyone strived to be like- and the whom girl everyone hated. For Demacia in general, she was nothing but a tool for greater information about Noxus- nevermind the fact that she was captured, tortured, and only just managed to escape- with no help from the country that got her into that situation in the first place. When she returned from that, she was 'volunteered' to go to the League, to fight for Demacia even more. And now, she was nothing but a child-bearer for the only man she once regarded as a friend.
She was tired of it. Tired of being their tool, their figurehead, their machine, their always-fighting soldier. Lux was sick and tired of it, sick and tired of waking up at 6 every morning to a day of slaughter and death.
She had to get out somehow. Any way, both from Demacia, and the League.
Her path was clear.
She had to escape from the League.
So what do you guys think? Is this idea worth pursuing?