LUX'S STORY
MASKED
by iReii
"Under the veiled mask, they attract each other―
they question their existence, but already fell in love― masked."
I.
The sound of the wine glass clapping one another as they celebrate, the sound of private conversations being shared next to one another, the sound of silent footsteps as they dance their night away― it's the masquerade party.
Demacia and Piltover― the celebration of their unbreakable bond as allies.
It's the usual. Conversation regarding the topic of Noxians― Lux is tired of it. As a noble, being dragged around parties are a common event, yet it's annoying. Seeing the same faces over and over, greeting them even if she saw them a week ago, what's the point?
She shrugged the thought away as she raised her arms to match the wine glass filled with grape wine. Slowly, she parted her lips as the beverage to escalate down her throat. She pulled back, disgusted by the fact that her lipstick was stained on ring of her glass.
Without a word, Lux swiped the lipstick stain with her thumb as she glanced up, only to take a quick glimpse of a fair male. A neat tuxedo― she examined the male's upper feature. Reflecting the lights of the chandelier, the emerald eyes sparkled under the veil. Blonde hair peaked its ways out of the male's mask as he slightly tilted his head to conversate with another male―Jayce, she guessed.
Lux took another sip of the wine, and so did he. However, it was only the Crownguard that was silently taking note of the physical features displayed by the male, underneath his mask.
Lux placed her glass of wine on top of a table, again, disgusted by the stain on ring of the glass, yet she didn't give a damn to wipe the mark off this time. As her senses became aware of her environment once again, she flinched due to sudden appearance of the male she judged not so long ago― he was right next to her.
He turned away after pouring the wine and took a sip, only to glance back over his shoulders― to match Lux's eyes. Surprised, Lux eyes widened once again as he gazed over her without a word. What does he want?
He turned his entire body around― to face the Crownguard, and took a step forward. Lux took a step back at the mysterious man's sudden action. He gently placed down his glass of wine on top of the table, next to hers. He played a sly smile across his face as he held out his hand in front of her―
"Care to dance?"
He asked without hesitation which was quite brave for a fellow to ask Lux― a noble lady who should be well known to most of the people within this ballroom.
No.
Too late, before she realized, she was grasping onto his hand.
Slowly, the two took a step forward. Gently yet surely, embracing one another as they matched the melody of the soothing yet romantic song being played,
the two fell in love― masked.