A bitter fall breeze plays around with Lux's blond hair. Outside of her window, she can see several trees in the city gardens turning several shades of red, orange, and yellow. King Jarvin the Third is a firm believer in a neat and tidy city. Despite leaves constantly falling to the ground, there are none littering the sidewalk for more than a couple hours. Demacia uses both magic and hextech to keep tidy. There is an entire departments of magic and hextech devoted to keeping the city spotless. Personally Lux thinks it is a tremendous waste of resources. Yes, Demacia looks spotless but there are still people living in homeless shelters in discreet parts of the city. Surely some of the large funds dedicated towards cleaning the city could go towards their needy? No matter, since she made her choice to cheat, she no longer has a say in these matters. As she gazes out into the city, her thoughts wander back towards the beginning of the summer.
It took some convincing acting on her part, but she managed to trick her mother into believing that Lux broke mentally. Instead of a head strong young woman who refused to give up the name of her husband, she became more simple minded. She reverted into the carefree child she was before entering the academy. This caused quite a commotion with her family, the city council, and the other nobility. Apparently still a powerful mage, her vast list of spells she had mastered where effectively gone. In order to keep the population happy with their hero, she became a martyr to her people. Sometime during one of her missions deep into Noxus, she got cursed and lost a lot of her spells. The people loved her for dedication to the city, and her amazing escape and return. However, she is now effectively a prisoner in her own city. In order to her safe, she is not allowed to leave for her own safety. Of course, several mages are working on a cure to the curse, but so far there has been no luck. In the beginning being free of constant pain was a huge relief. Lux had time to plot her revenge in peace and quiet. Yet, a problem with her plan became apparent.
Lux is still trapped. Although she no longer worries about getting married off and becoming a breeding mare, she still has very little control over her life. As a smart young woman, boredom becomes her second worst foe. Idly she taps her index finger against the window ledge. Despite the bitter freeze raking across her face, she welcomes it. So much of her life is been numb. Other than a strong hatred of Lilia, and rare passing fond memories of Darius, she feels no emotions. As granted her station in life, she has access to all kinds of rich, exotic foods. No matter how rare and delicious an Ionian fall apple should taste, it is bland to her. Food and drink is becomes tasteless to her, nothing truly excites her soul, or triggers her passions in her life. Oh, she manages to act like there are things please her but inside they are like ashes to her. There is only so much time in a day she can spend plotting her mother's painful demise. Despite having had several months of freedom, nothing she is thinking of seems fitting.
Knowledge on how to torture and kill someone isn't something she was taught in school. So, instead she does research. Lots and lots of detailed research. There is one little benefit to being to use magic when no one realizes she can. Lux can use any magic she wants discreetly, and no one suspects her. After all, she is a paragon of Demacian values! Of course she never lies about her magic. That is part of the reason how she manages to continue tricking her mother, and everyone else. Despite marrying a young man outside of her station, and refusing to expose him, she is still a good Demacian. It never dawns on her mother that her daughter, Lux, will lie about such an important matter. No Demacian is taught to retreat from battle, instead they are taught fight until death. Lying about her mental condition is a very deceptive retreat, something that she never should have thought of.
Yet, her time in Noxus changed her. The people in Noxus are still people to her, people who fall in love, care for each other although they are still ruthless in their methods. Strength above all is still an important value there. Survival is important, but she sees that there are reasons to run and live another day. There are other important things than being morally perfect in every way, unable to bend and adapt to a difficult situation.
Idly she taps her finger against the book she keeps on her lap, turning her attention away from the city, and back to her research. It is a tome she managed to steal from the Great Library. It is a history on the Noxian military, and their methods in handling prisoners of war. It is unedited, very gruesome, and completely alien to the things she learned in the academy. Yet, from it she is learning about methods of dealing with prisoners of war other than the way she was taught. Rough, fading black leather bound together with dull cracking leather, rests delicately in her hands. Considering the knowledge inside it should be a bright red with bright warning labels all over it for the content. A lot of the older tomes, scrolls, and books in the restricted historical section look very ordinary, if a bit old. Nothing about the plain bound backs, simple lettering, and aged look to them indicate the bloody contents. One would wonder why Demacia would have such books in its library, but the reasoning is that in order to be efficient against an ancient foe, one needs to know their methods. There isn't just knowledge kept away in the archives about Noxus, but there are tens of thousands of books about all the other countries in Runeterra.
What she does find odd, however, is how restricted a lot of the older tomes are. One would think that most knowledge about other places then Noxus would be more accessible, but no, only the more recent information is. There are secrets hidden in those tomes that Demacia doesn't want to be made public, but what that could be Lux doesn't know. In fact, it is tempting to research those older books about foreign places. Not just for her quest to find the perfect revenge, but to learn tactics. She has always had a love of tactics, making plans, and successfully winning the day! Before her tragic accident in Noxus, she was one of the top chess players in Demacia. It would seem very odd, however, if someone suddenly so innocent with memory lose would still be a pro at chess. In order to keep up her disguise, Lux forces herself to avoid all activities that would hint towards a deeper intelligence. This just enforces her cycle of dull boredom. There is nothing she can do other then research that keeps her mind active! Perhaps death by her mother's hand would have been a better fate. No! Enough wandering thoughts. Time to get back to the task at hand.
As the sun sets a bloody crimson in the sky, Lux sets down her book. A yawn escapes her lips. She has spent most of the day reading this book, and her back aches from holding still in her favorite chair. Gently she sets down her book, and goes back to gazing out over the city. The gold gilding on the buildings, shiny white buildings, and blue and cream flags turn into sinister shades of red and orange with the twilight colors. Does anyone else see this? Perhaps, perhaps not. It does not matter to her. Several hours pass since Lux last ate. Food no longer appeals to her, and hunger is rare now in her numb state. However, she knows that in order to survive sheneeds to force herself to eat.
With a natural grace Lux gets out of her chair. As she walks past her cherry wood desk, she places down her book on a pile of books. Most of them are the current popular romances, yet, buried deep within that stack are some more darker, dangerous reading material. One index finger trails lazily over the black cover, tracing in place glowing blue runes. Once she stops putting her concealment spell over the book she turns to leave. Today she is having a meal with her mother, father, and Garen. For a brief moment, he is in Demacia instead of out in battle.
Every time he has a free moment, Lilia insists he comes home for family time. Garen, being the dense young man that he is, doesn't realize his mother is preparing to match make for him. No matter, who Garen marries is of no concern to her. Again her hands glow a faint blue as she straightens out any wrinkles she has in clothing. After all, looking her best is part of her deception. The last part of her masquerade is to put an illusion of a smile on her face. So far, no one notices that her smile never reaches her aqua eyes. As she steps out of her door way, she practically skips towards the dining room. Today there will be all sorts of rich foods for her brother, and she should be excited for such a decadent meal! Once more she continues her plan.
As the years pass, Lux gradually stops loathing her mother with a passion. Oh, she wants revenge, but not with the same time consuming devotion. What really starts her change is her research. A deep love of knowledge and tactics shallows her. There are so many different ways to view battle, handle politics, diplomatic approaches, magical techniques and such by researching other places. One of the few ways she manages to keep sane is to focus her intellect on matters outside of her confining life. No one suspects her of this, all they see is her love of the latest trashy romance novels.
Another, deeper reason for her change is Darius. A good way to pass the time is to keep tabs on the latest subvert operations information. Since she used to be in the heart of it, she still has access. No one bothers to change her security level, and with her magic she manages to keep up with all the new passwords. One of the first, and primary areas of her knowledge is what Darius is up to.
In the beginning, pride is the primary emotion she had. After all, he quickly rose through the ranks by earning the respect, and adoration of his men. Lux knows he had that skill, and it keeps her warm inside knowing he kept true to this. However, as the years pass he changes his tactics. The first sign of change is his beheading his commanding officer to lead his troops to victory. It still makes her sick to her stomach at how many Demacians he has slaughtered, no is still slaughtering. How many men would still be alive if she didn't save him that one night? No matter, it is too late now. What really sickens her, however, is his rise through politics. Woman after woman praise his skills in bed. Her husband is extremely popular with the female nobility in Noxus. She knows that he thinks she is dead, and that he isn't cheating on her, yet jealously still stabs her deeply.
There are so many other ways to gain power, why does he have to use women to reach his goals? How many nights have thoughts of him loving other women left her sleepless? Lux knows that it shouldn't bother her after all of these years. Eventually she just dropped keeping tabs on him. For a little while she keeps track of Draven, but once he starts gathering fame and fortune by torturing people while executing them, she lost all desire too. No! Enough thoughts of Darius and Draven. I should be over them by now. Time to focus on the matter at hand.
Today she is visiting Shauna. No one knew Lux's secret, yet, she could relate to Shauna Vayne. Both of them have been through an emotional hell. While Shauna wasn't tortured by her family, she did listen to them die in agony. Both of them shared a hatred of those who have done them wrong. Shauna never does understand why Lux got along with her so well, only that she does. Lux will often have advice on how to combat the forces of darkness and shadow. She claims that it comes from her reading a lot of action books, however, the truth of which books she learns from is very different. No matter though, her knowledge is put to good use.
Lux spends countless hours at Shauna's mansion. The two of them discuss the best methods to deal with the bad guys. A sad smile forms under her cheerful illusion smile as Vayne edits her stories for the sake of her friend's innocence. While Shauna isn't doing battle training, or slaying monsters, Lux will spend time in her company. Both of them enjoy sweet white apple tea, and eat small finger sandwiches together while discussing various topics. Well, Lux pretends to enjoy said tea, but it has no taste to her. It is the simple, understanding company that drew her outside of her studies. There is still something comforting about being the presence of friends. Ha! Friends! What kind of friend am I to lie like this to Shauna? Still, her company still gives me some comfort. I'm sorry Shauna, maybe one day you'll understand. As the morning stretches on into the afternoon, Shauna excuses herself from Lux's company.
Most of Vayne's afternoons are spent training for slaying evil. Lux respects this, and always heads out into the city afterward their pleasant meetings. Every other day of the week, Lux spends a couple hours of her time out in her adoring public. By now, she knows of the names of civilians she talks to on a regular basis. She knows their stories, their passions, and their motivations for why they do what they do. Just because she doesn't like how the city is run doesn't mean she doesn't enjoy parts of the city. There are a lot of good people in Demacia, people who deserve respect. People that Lux will help without hesitation.
On quiet days, between her research, Lux ponders her future. There is more to her life then revenge. At some point she decides to spend her time for the betterment for the citizens of Demacia. That is part of the reason why she dedicates part of her research towards fields that would benefit Shauna's work. Unable to personally act on the behalf of the city, Lux still wants to fight for them. Maybe not fight so much for the people who were rigid in the their moral lives, but for the common person who just want to live a happy, good life. One of the very few pluses to her new lifestyle is using tactical knowledge to use her research, and magical abilities, for Demacia and not get caught. Just a little bit of a challenge in her now confining life. As she strolls down one the major roads, Moral Avenue, she waves at the people around her. Per usual Mrs. Junip is watering the flower gardens outside of her bakery. Lux receives a friendly wave in return. Every person she walks past show her some sign of respect; some bow, some nod their head, some salute...it varies from person to person. It takes some effort, but she has mastered acknowledging everyone who notices her. Besides helping keep up her image, it does wonders for subtle observation skills.
It takes a lot of coordination, keen eyesight, and physical movement to be on top of this spying activity. By now it is second nature. A pleasant benefit, one she does not share, is the fact that she learns all kinds of secrets this way. While people assume all she is doing is looking around, nodding her head and waving at them, she is actually observing them. For example, the young homeless lad Jonatun, likes to snitch gold coins from purses and pockets. He's very slick at it, and so far hasn't been caught. He's stolen from her a couple times, but recently he hasn't. There are people who pick their nose, litter, make sneering faces at their neighbors, and so many other little details they think go unnoticed. Personally, she finds it amusing in a dry sort of way. Sure, every Demacian is supposed to pride themselves on being morally just in all ways, but really, most of them aren't. At least, not all the time. The richer and more powerful you are, the more careful you have to act. The nobility, rich merchants, council members, and a couple other groups of people have to be on perfect behavior just about one hundred percent of the time. What they don't want you to know is they have underlings do most of the dirty work for them.
Once, once she made the mistake of slipping up her knowledge about knowing peoples dirty let secrets. Sure, it was only to one person. However, Fiora Laurent, upon discovering that Lux know about her fathers treachery, and has done nothing. House Crownguard is a larger more important nobility and her family's reputation protects her from Fiora. If Lux could duel with a sword, Fiora would hound her night and day for matches. Luckily, she is just an ordinary mage with no dueling skills. None the less, Fiora glares at her constantly. And if she isn't glaring, she is sneering, snubbing, or looking down on her. The rivalry between the two of them is famous. Or rather, Fiora's hatred of her is. Lux, of course, is an innocent bystander who got lucky and Fiora is a haughty woman with too much reputation to maintain. If she doesn't feel so numb all the time, a part of her might care enough to mend bridges with Fiora. At this point, however, she doesn't have enough emotion to bother making things peaceful between the two of them. Not that it matters; not everyone will love her. There are people whom she would like the admiration of, however.
The famous musician, Sona Buvelle, can and has, brought emotions to the surface in Lux. When she plays her etwahl, emotions rise in Lux. Love, hatred, sorrow, and so much flow freely through her as she listens to Sona perform. Even with her status as a Crownguard and as the Lady of Luminosity, she has a difficult time getting into one of Sona's Concerts. It will be very delightful if she can meet Sona Buvelle in person, and get to know her better. Sure, Sona can't talk, but Lux will give just about anything up to have more chances to listen to her play. The few fleeting moments of living in the moment, actually feeling emotionally alive, is delightful. Even if she spends a good chunk of the time weeping. As she walks along, she notices an upheaval ahead of her.
Xin Zhao is attempting to divert traffic around the trouble. As Lux gets closer, she notices that a carriage has broken down in the middle of road. What makes this so unusual is the huge crowd of people around the carriage. Someone famous must be inside! I should go help Xin. He looks ready to pull out his ponytail. Xin is a good steward to Jarvin, but he isn't very good at getting people to cooperate. He's a damn good warrior, a loyal servant, and a good friend...but not very good with the crowds. As she approaches, she jumps up and down waving her arm wildly to get his attention.
"Ah! Lux good to see you. I'd like to catch up, however, I'm a bit preoccupied with this mess..." He mutters unhappily, waving his arm at the growing crowd.
"Oh! How can I help Xin?" Lux chirps at him. Although she feels no joy, a sense of purpose fills her at being able to help her friend. Xin, also has dealt with torture. He too doesn't understand why she gets along with him so well, only that she does. Some friend I am...lying to such a loyal man.
"Excellent. Sona Buvelle is in that carriage. She's on her way out from a private performance with Lord Jarvin. He sent me here to help when he found out about her accident. I can't force people out of the way, and they won't listen to me when I'm polite." He growls.
"Oh! I can totally handle this. Do you know of the Rubia Stables, just a few blocks from here? They have Crownguard Carriages ready to go at all times. Just tell them what is going on, and have them bring me a Lullian carriage. Ask for Landra to be the driver. I'll clear out this mess, and wait for you." Lux says with a smile. This time it is an actual smile, not an illusion. Finally I have a chance to met Sona in person!
"Thank you. I will return shortly." Xin replies with relief. He gives her a deep bow, before striding off down the street.
With a loud whistle and an excited yell, Lux draws the crowd's attention to herself. Without needing to force all of it, she bounces happily into the fray. It doesn't take long before she has the crowd wrapping around her finger, eager to do as she asks. Addressing almost everyone by their first name, Lux explains the stress they're putting on the musician, and how they should help by her returning to their daily tasks. The few people who are reluctant to give up a chance to see Sona up close eventually give in to her pleasant persuasions. Just around the time she has the crowd dispersed, Xin shows up her carriage.
"Thank you Xin! Perfect timing. I'll ask Sona where she wants to go, escort her there, then use the carriage to return home." Lux tells him with a grin.
"Very well. I know better than to ask how you'll communicate with Sona...you're a clever one. You probably already have a plan in place." Xin says with a grin. Lux gives him a small, genuine smile. He is one of the very few people who recognizes she isn't stupid. Just because she acts younger, and more simple, doesn't mean she is an idiot. Oh, she likes having people underestimate her, but having a few people acknowledge her brains is a nice treat.
With a quick skip over to the broken carriage's door, Lux knocks swiftly on the door before waiting for it to open. A few seconds after she knocks, the door swings open and a petite women with blue and blond hair smiles out at her.
"Good day miss Buvelle! My name is Lux Crownguard, and I am your hero today. I've provided a carriage to take you where you wish, and shooed away your adoring public. Please follow me..." Lux says with a wide grin. With a nimble jump, she gets down from the carriage steps, and holds the door open for Sona.
Sona Buvelle gives her a grateful grin before gracefully gliding out of her carriage. Tucked next to her side is the etwahl. Although it has some decoration on it, the sheer beauty of the instrument comes from its simplicity. Lux isn't certain what material it is made of, but it looks like some of exotic wood with a veneer of some sort. The strings aren't a simple white color, but seem to be made of rainbows made substantial. After allowing herself a couple seconds to admire the etwahl up close, Lux escorts Sona to her new carriage. Instead of her opening the door for Sona, the coach jumps down from the driver's bench and opens the door for them.
"Thank you Miss Landra. Your service is always top notch. I will give you directions from inside the carriage once I get them from miss Buvelle." Lux says with respect. With a confident smile at Sona's perplexed look, she gets into the carriage close behind her. One blue eyebrow is raised in expectation as Lux sits down across from Sona. With a hidden smirk, Lux proceeds with her plan to communicate with her idol.
"Miss Buvelle, if you would kindly get your etwahl ready...we will play a game of twenty questions, only instead of verbal answers, you'll play some music instead. Do you want to head to your private residence or someplace work related? Please play a piece from your latest aria for heading towards home. If no, please play a piece from your last popular hit." Lux replies. Sona gives her a knowing look before playing out a piece from her latest aria.
"Excellent! Do you want to run errands on the way, or head straight there. Please play a piece from the your aria L'Buvelle if you want to run errands, if not please a play piece from your first aria." Again Lux asks with a happy grin on her face. She is deliberately asking for pieces of music from the songs that make her happy, instead of weep. To her dismay, Sona plays a piece from her first aria. It would have been nice to have been able to ask more questions, but she won't begrudge Sona's time. With a knock on the window on the front of the carriage, Lux she waits for Landra to slide open the window and get her instructions. Instantly after knocking, the cover on the window slides back.
"Please take us straight to Miss Buvelle's private resident. Be quick about it please, no detours are needed." Lux mentions. As much as she would love to spend more time in her current company, it will be rude to take up extra time just for her selfish desires.
To her delight, Sona strums a few cords on her instrument drawing Lux's attention to her. With a grateful smile, Sona starts to play her first aria. Aqua eyes close with bliss as the music play around her. Rare moments of pure joy pour out from her heart driving away the constant cold numbness. Completely obvious to the amount of time passing, Lux simply lives in the moment. Sooner then she would have liked, the carriage rolls to a stop outside of a large house. Her damsel in distress doesn't live in a large mansion, but the house is still large and eloquent. Again, Landra jumps down from the driver's seat and holds open the door for Sona. Giving her a large smile, and small nod of her head Sona ducks out of the carriage, taking her etwahl with her.
"Please take me home Miss Landra." Lux yells through the carriage.
"Lux, it sure was nice to have a Lullian ready. I was able to hear all of the music being played. I've never had such an experience before, and I doubt I ever will again. Thank you." Landra says with emotion.
"It is my pleasure Miss Landra. Your family has been to loyal the Crownguard family for generations, and I know what this means to you." Lux tells her. Landra's family has been in the Crownguards service for several generations. Their family does diverse tasks without complaint. They don't ask for much pay, and are happy to serve at the drop of a hat. Landra has always had a passion for music, and her idol is Sona Buvelle. Landra knows that she will never make enough gold, or have enough influence to get into one of her idol's concerts. Listening to music being played over a radio is different from hearing it in person.
It is such a simple task to grant one of her servants their hearts desire. Despite her heart being numb, Lux still wants the best for her people. Although she can't do much, she is able to do some things here and there. A part of her also knows that Landra will now gladly give her life for her. It is second nature now to use tactics for everything she does, allowing herself several future beneficial options. Not once does she use these advantages to hurt the people she cares for, but having any advantage over her mother is most welcome. All during the ride back, Landra happily talks to her. Lux listens intently to the chatter. It isn't just gushing thank you, there is also talk about how her family is doing, who won the local baking contest, and just little tidbits of news. Every so often Lux would make an acknowledgment noise, letting Landra know she is listening. As the carriage approaches the gates to the Crownguards Estate a serious Garen awaits her at the entrance. This is bad news. Garen isn't due back for another week at least!
Later that evening Lux locks herself in her room. Somehow she manages to hold back the hysteria. Her mother is dead! Killed by Noxus forces. Lux practically ran into the intelligence department to find out the fate of her mother. The irony of her death shocks her. Lilia was killed by Darius! Not only did he kill her, he had her go through a death more awful then any Lux could have pulled off. All of her planning, all of her efforts, everything...for nothing! How many years has she wasted on planning revenge? Only to have it yanked from her grasp. What is her purpose now? Sure, she's always wanted to help her people. However, she held onto the faint hope that once she completed her revenge, she'll feel again. That she will move from the numbness, and feel freely once more. Now, now her one chance at redemption is lost forever. A future filled with more sleepless nights, numbed emotions, tasteless food, and a void of warmth shakes her to the core. No! No! No! I refuse to live this way! But what can I do?! Without a care Lux curls up into a little ball on her bed wrapping her blankets around her. Despite her loss, she is unable to even cry.
Some point later that evening someone knocks softly on her door. Lux doesn't answer, she doesn't want to do anything. However, she isn't given any choice in the manner. Garen strides into her room, followed by company.
"Lux you have company. I will leave you alone with them." Garen's voice is gruff and raw.
Not even bothering to look out from under her blankets Lux ignores her guests. She doesn't want any company! She didn't ask for any! Who dares to bother her? A gentle, yet amazing strong hand pulls her up from her fetal position on the bed. In front of Lux is the most amazing creature she has ever seen. No, not creature. This is a kumiho. This must be Ahri! I've heard about her...but why is she here? A knowing smile graces the kumiho's whiskered face. Suddenly she realizes that there is more than one guest. Behind Ahri stands a solemn Sona. A confused look crosses Lux's face. Huh?
"I'm here to translate for Sona. I am one of the few who can hear her thoughts. She found out about your mother shortly after she returned home, and she wants to provide healing for you. You'll get a private concert to heal your soul." Ahri says softly. Sona nods her head.
"N-no. I'm okay. I don't need any healing." Lux says softly. Her disappointment is so great she doesn't even want to hear Sona play. After all, she doesn't deserve healing.
"Sona says you don't have a choice. This just isn't about your mother, she says. You have a secret that is slowly eating you alive from the inside. She wants to heal you." Ahri replies for Sona.
"I-I don't know w-what you're talking about. I have no secrets." Lux says dully. There is no way she could know! All she gets in reply is a smug look from Ahri.
"Tell me a secret..." Ahri whispers before holding up her arm and blowing into Lux's face. A faint heart shaped cloud surrounds Lux. For the first time since being in Darius's presence Lux falls in love. Her entire world revolves around Ahri. So Lux tells Ahri everything; about her marriage to Darius, the loss of her unborn child, her mother's torture, her deception, and her dashed hopes. What seems like eons later, the feeling of unconditional love abruptly fades. All the blood drains from her face. Someone now knows her secret. The entire secret. Oh shit!
"P-please don't tell anyone...please..." Lux whispers. Ahri just gives her a smug look.
"I never give up any secrets. Sona can't speak, so no one will learn your secret from her. That is what Sona wants to heal. She felt your inner pain while she was playing for you in the carriage, and she feels it now. Sona can heal your soul, and heart. It is time to move on." Ahri states softly. With a nod at Sona, Ahri suddenly holds Lux close.
With a gentle strum of her fingers, Sona starts to play her etwahl. Never before has Lux heard any music like it before. What sounds like a lost wailing soul surrounds her ears. Shortly following the wailing is more another haunted, pain filled sound. Lux drowns in the music, losing all track of time and reality. At one point it dawns on her that Sona is playing music that matches the progression of her emotions from the moment she left Darius all those years ago. Eventually the sorrowful music fades away, and being replaced by a soothing lullaby. Tears continue to stream down her face, but gradually stop. When she was really little, Garen used to give her massages after she fell off her pony. He was the one who taught her how to ride, and he was the one who gave her the courage to get back up and try again. The lullaby Sona plays for her reminds her of that part of her childhood. Instead of drowning in this music, Lux floats upwards soaking up the warmth. The last stages of the song Sona plays for her is a happy, upbeat piece. This music fills up her soul with joy, hope, and happiness. Once the music finally fades, Lux opens her eyes at the smiling Sona and Ahri.
"Thank you!" She whispers happily, giving Ahri a tight hug. Untangling herself from Ahri, and her blankets, Lux gives Sona a big hug too. Instead being numb inside, she is full with joy. For the first time in years, she is at peace and happy.
"Sona says you're welcome. You are welcome to come visit her as much as you please. We've both heard rumors of a formation of something called the League of Legends. Sona suggests you look into it. Goodbye little mage." Ahri purrs with pleasure at a job well done. The two of them turn and leave. Lux waves goodbye. Something called the League of Legends, hm? I'll definitely look into it. Perhaps I should start looking into a cure for my 'curse'...but first...I want to eat some apple pie and ice cream!