As she awoke she felt a tight knot in her back, and as her eyes opened she realized that she was not in her room. As she looked around she found herself sitting up on the couch with her head resting softly on the arm. She slowly became aware of a weight on her lap and as she looked down she saw the blonde sleeping peacefully, her head turned inward nestling LeBlanc's stomach. She moved slowly not wanting to wake the other woman and got to her feet gracefully. She stared at the woman for a moment before a rush of pain hit her head hard. Her eye sight began to blur as the pressure built behind her eyes. 'Just how much did I drink last night' She hadn't been keeping track but Lux's presence and her headache only lent to conclusion that it had been to much to drink.

She walked to her bedroom quietly and closed the door silently behind her. In the privacy of her room she removed her clothing and began to stretch trying to relieve the tension in her back. She opened her dresser and began looking through the clothing. Apart from her regular sorcerors attire she had few other items of clothing. She looked over at the wall where a monitor was sunk into the wall smoothely. She had no official matches to participate in today and decided to where a less formal outfit. She withdrew a small purple t-shirt from her drawer. Along with it she withdrew a pair of comfortable jeans and fresh underwear. She walked to her closet slowly. Looking through it's contents she withdrew light sweater that was cream in color. She laid the clothes out on her bed and smiled. She opened the door once more and began walking towards the bathroom. As she exited her room she became aware of her guest once more as Lux stood in the foyer looking around.

As Lux turned around slowly she saw LeBlanc and smiled politely. She wasn't sure how she'd ended up in this unfamiliar place. As she began to take in more of the scene she became suddenly aware the LeBlanc was not wearing any clothing, and LeBlanc soon realized the same. As the other woman threw her arms over her chest her face changed color slightly and she put on an embarrassed smile.

"I'm sorry to intrude like this, I'll just be going now." Lux said quickly as she spun on her heels and exited the room swiftly.

LeBlanc stood still for a moment embarrassed that she'd forgotten she wasn't wearing any clothing. She'd never had anybody visit let alone stay the night in her apartment. She put the incident in the back of her mind and walked to the bathroom. She turned the shower on and stood in the warm water as it flowed through her hair. 'If there's on thing in this world that I do like it's a warm shower' she thought to herself smiling. She felt the knot in her back begin to melt away under the warmness of the water and as she finished she stepped out patting herself dry as usual. She put her change of clothes on quickly and sat down on in the small chair as she began to try and remember the events of the past evening. She remembered going to Gragas's bar and talking with the other champions that were there. She remembered laughing at the Karoke. As she tried to count how many drinks she'd consumed she felt the pain in her head begin again. 'Might as well put it behind me. Things could've been worse. I could've-' as the thought crossed her head she felt her face grow warm as she blushed. 'No, that probably didn't happen.'

She exited her room and walked down the halls silently. She saw Fiora leave Katarina's apartment hastily and smiled wickedly as the other woman made eye contact with her. She walked slowly towards the duelist. Fiora began to shake nervously and LeBlanc's grin became ever larger.

"Spending the night with another woman. My, my that's scandolous. Especially considering she's a sworn enemy of Demacia. Wouldn't want them finding out about that would you?" LeBlanc toyed with the other woman wickedly

"The same can be said for you," Fiora's accent was very heavy portraying her nobility, "wouldn't want anyone knowing that the Deceiver has a social side now would we?"

LeBlanc stared at the other woman hatefully. She brought her hand into the air conjuring a small orb of light that pulsated.

"Careful what you say Demacian, you don't want to get on my bad side." LeBlanc grinned wickedly as the duelist put her hand on the rapier that rested by her side.

"The same goes for you sorceress. You're petty magic does not scare me in the least, but just how many swings of this sword do you believe it would take to make you crumble to your knees." Fiora's eyes never blinked once as she spoke the words hatefully.

LeBlanc turned away laughing at the woman threatening her.

"How many slashes can you land on your true enemy?" Leblanc said laughing wickedly as her form disappeared

Only a split second later her form reappeared and behind Fiora stood an identical being. As Fiora looked in front of her and then behind her she began to shake nervously. She had no way to differentiate between the two enemies that stood before her. As the two drew in closer one disappeared and LeBlanc stood in front of her smiling wickedly.

"It's all just smoke and mirrors." she said this silently before walking away.

Fiora stood still for a moment before walking back to her own apartment. Despite the general housing arrangement that was in place Fiora's apartment existed in the Western Wing. At the time of her addition to the League it had been the only apartment available. She didn't mind being placed in the same place as the Noxian and Zaun allied champions and she had never gotten into a dispute except for this morning. As she opened her door silently she felt the presence of someone behind her. She turned quickly and saw Talon standing silently next to the wall.

"She's not to be trusted, keep your distance, this will be dealt with swiftly." Talons words were emotionless and brief.

As the man turned away he walked down the corridor.

LeBlanc had already made her way into the central corridor and as she walked towards the grand hall she frowned. She despised being threatened by those people who she saw as only pawns and yet she felt an undeniable sence of fear rise within her. The duelist was a threat not only to her life but also to her position. 'She must be silenced' this was the only thought that seemed to make any sense to the woman, and as she thought through it in her mind she came to a crossroads. 'If it were me who were to silence the woman there's no doubt I would lose my position in the League, my fellow kinsmen would not be pleased' and as she let the thought slip from her mind she resumed her walk.

Crossing through the grand corridor she saw many champions standing and chatting. As she looked around she looked at the familiar faces and felt pity for all of them. 'So lost in your idle gossip that you fail to see what is so plainly in front of you.' As her eyes scanned across the room they met the warm soft gaze of Sona who stood in a group with a few of the other female champions. LeBlanc saw the small package nestled in gracefully in her arms and allowed herself to smile at the tiny life she held so carefully. The other female champions were chatting and looking at the small child and smiling; these champions would eventually become the family that the child would come to know. People of all different backgrounds for the child to learn from, and as LeBlanc looked on she wondered. 'Perhaps this child is the key. When it becomes of age it shall know the truths that I have seen. When my time comes, this will be my heir.' The thought ran through her mind and as the complexity of the situation rose she smiled wickedly.

During the time she had been thinking Sona had left the small group and was now approaching LeBlanc steadily, her warm blue eyes piercing LeBlanc's soul, her smile ever present.

"Hello." her voice rang through LeBlanc's head softly.

"How can I help you?" LeBlanc faked a genuine tone.

"I couldn't help but notice you over here all by yourself. I was wondering if you would like to join all of us for lunch." Sona's voice was still genuinely kind, and LeBlanc found it hard to put a reason on why she would ask her of all people. She found it as a prime opportunity to start her master plan, in order to get close to the child she had to deceive those who would protect the child from her.

"I would love to. And who is this small bundle of joy?" LeBlanc's voice took on a very childish tone with her last comment and she put on a fake smile.

"This is my daughter, Isame." Sona looked once more at the woman her blue eyes radiating with joy as the name was said.

"She's beautiful." LeBlanc said the words softly remembering a time in her life when the same comments would be said about her.