Syndra laid in her bed sleep seemed to escape her that night. The summoners had damped her powers after she nearly killed twitch post match. But that was not the cause of her sleeplessness as she tossed and turned under the blankets. Irelias face blushing and heated with lust flashed in her mind over and over again. The look on the Ionian captains face was one Syndra wanted, she wanted it now. Heat was rising within the sovereigns nethers. Reaching down slowly gliding her hand to embrace them between the moistening flower, images of the captain continued as Syndra fantasized about torturing her pleasuring the captain. Syndra thought of how she would hold the captain down forcing her there with her magic wither beneath her, then a knock at her castle door ripped her from the fantasy.
Normally the sovereign would just ignore the knocking. But it was late too late to warrant a guest let alone an unwanted one. Ripped herself from beneath her sheets, her naked form glistened in the cool moonlight. Floating out of the room she levitated a plush bathrobe to cover herself as she begrudgingly made her way to the door. Forcefully ripping the door open she lifted a cloaked figure off the guard. They had damped her powers, yes but to Syndra this was but child's play." What." Syndra cooed at her visitor, as the form dangled helplessly before her but remained silent. "Speak. What have you deemed so important that you must ignore my sleep." That's when she saw it the long black stand of hair that fell from the hood, ripping the hood back to reveal Irelia. Oh this was going to be a fun night indeed.