The death of Vel'koz and the closing of the portal was felt immediately by the void borne. What burrowers and reavers that were left scattered and fled. When it sank it that Jax and Udyr were successful had sank in there was much rejoicing. Then after a few moments Viktor went over to the robot Blitzcrank to begin repairs. Then the smell of all the dead in the area started to seep in and all the champions they had lost dampened the mood. Soon they began to bury the dead, while Blitzcrank had Viktor and Hiemerdinger working on repairing the machine. Jayce did his part and made his way over to Viktor, wondering what had happened.

"Why did you save me?"

Viktor stopped working on the robot and turned to face Jayce. The Zaun scientist answered in his robotic tone. "That was the easiest void construct to target at the time."

That answer didn't sit well, "I stand for everything you despise, why would you save me?" For Jayce there was something deeper here. He had just assumed that Viktor was against humanity. A mad scientist that wanted to lead a machines to take over. And that to Jayce meant ending humanity as they knew it. When Jayce had wrecked Viktor's lab that was one of the proudest moments in his life. But now, his perspective had changed. Him and Ezreal hadn't gotten along since his friend had come back from Icathia. Ezreal wearing the Pulsefire suit made Jayce upset. He felt it was Viktor's way of slowing trying to make the case of machines over man. However Ezreal fought valiantly here and from reports in Icathia as well. And with Viktor saving him now Jayce thought that Viktor was... well Jayce was just confused.

Viktor finally responded to Jayce, "You do not realize the power of machines and how augments can help us. These void constructs would always kill any that were in front of them. They could never be persuaded to join the glorious evolution."

"And neither shall I be persuaded to join your cause!"

Viktor looked at Jayce, "You say that now. But in due time you may change your mind."

Jayce would never change his mind. Viktor's glorious evolution was not what man kind needed. But right now was not the time to fight. To start a battle with Viktor now would just give him sympathy. Jayce would wage his battles with Viktor later. Now they just had to get home and make sense of this mess.

Quinn lead the champions to the Hallowing Abyss. Later the next day they were met with the Noxian contingent (though there were few actually Noxians left). The combined forces marched back to Rakelstake, the capital city the Freljord. There the group would resupply and now the leaders would again vote on the head of the Freljord.

The whole region of the Freljord was ravaged by the Void's presence here. Lissandra alliance with the Void and attempted point of entry had brought destruction to the land. Thus Reginald Ashram declared that each region would select a leader to form a new league of legends.

First was Tryndamere who spoke on behalf the Barbarians and they as they had for a long time supported Ashe as the Queen and leader of Freljord. Again Tryndamere gave support to Ashe. Which everyone had expected. But now the other leaders would vote for their tribes.

In total there was Sejuani the princess of the Winter's Claw, Trundle the troll king, Olaf leader of the Lokfar, Volibear Chieftain of the Usines, Udyr the Spirit Guard. It was expected that Sejuani would now lead the Freljord but what happened shocked all attending. Sejuani spoke up first, "Your leadership in these troubled times has been of great strength Frost Archer. I resented the fact you were made Queen of Freljord. I can say now I was wrong. You faced down the evil Cho'Gath and attacked into him leading us to victory. You are not weak, you save your strength for the correct fight." This stunned many people in the audience. Though she had all but said this Olaf and Volibear before this gathering. "I will now serve you Ashe as the true Queen of the Freljord."

Volibear added, "the Usine agree with princess Sejuani and will follow the leadership of the true Queen, Ashe."

Olaf then said, "The people of Lokfar also will be under the guidance of the warrior Queen Ashe." These were the two main proponents of the Winter's Claw, Sejuani's tribe. Now the Averosan's Backed Ashe as well as the Winter's Claw.

Udyr spoke next, "I follow Sejuani in my support for Ashe to be made Queen of Freljord."

The third tribe was the Frostguard, they had been lead by Lissandra in secret. The Ice Witch had aligned herself with the Void, was bested by Udyr. Now Trundle the Troll King and Champion of the League lead the Frostguard. Many were scared that after all the bloodshed that Trundle would lead the trolls into a battle for the Rightful leader of the Freljord. Finally Trundle spoke. "I am the troll king." he was yelling. This was always how trundle spoke before the trolls to large group. "But after Lissandra's treachery and deceit, she was not someone even the trolls should have followed." Now came the moment that would shock everyone. "I too acknowledge Ashe as Queen of all Freljord."

The was a large buzz in the air after those words. Trundle was smart, especially so for a troll. But he knew that open war with the other tribes for control of Freljord would not do them well. Peace with the new Queen would greatly help the trolls survive and recoup in the harsh winters after their severe losses in the battles.

"Wow I do not know what to say." The frost archer responded.

"Say that you will lead us and show strength to the rest of Valoran my Queen." Uydr said.

Ashe exhaled, "That I will."

"The tribes have spoken." Volibear belted out in his low bass voice. "The Frost Archer Ashe is now the true Queen of Freljord."

There was open cheering, mostly from the Averosan's gathered. They knew a time of peace was about to come the land, finally.

Then everyone shouted as Anavia flew in. She landed in front of Ashe and spoke not missing a beat, "And who do you take as your king my queen?" Aniava spoke.

"Anavia, I thought you died?" Ashe exclaimed.

"I am a cyrophoenix, I simply needed three days to be reborn."

Ashe put her hand on the neck of the cyrophoenix, "For that I am grateful."

"My question remains my Queen, who do you take as your King?"

Originally Ashe had married Tryndamere as mostly a political marriage. She as Queen could choice someone else. But over the course of the past events, her heart was taken by his bravery. She looked to Tryndamere and as if on cue from Aniava, the barbarian king knelt down on one knee grabbing the queen's hands with his own. "Queen Ashe, will you marry me?"

A tear started to develop in Ashe's eye. "Yes," she responded, "yes I do." And then Tryndamere stood tall and leaned in and they shared a kiss to many a thunderous applause.

Ashe and Tryndamere had a formal wedding this time at the Institute of War. They celebrated for a short time before getting back to representing Freljord to the new league of legends.

The reign of Queen Ashe under the United Freljord was a time of unprecedented peace and prosperity for the Freljord. Some time after the void was repelled Queen Ashe gave birth to daughter who one day would take her place as the Queen of Freljord.

While the Freljord leaders was having their vote Soraka and Cassiopeia were in a private room in a Rakelstake inn. Soraka had begun to pray to try and activate the Quicksliver Sash.

Soon Soraka shouted aloud. "Stars hear my prayers!"

And there was a brief pause.

"Nothing is happening Star Child." For there was just silence. This continued for what seemed forever to the younger Du Couteau sister.

Then Cassiopeia started to feel something. Something in the lower half over her body, flowing down from the Quicksilver Sash. At first it was just a small tingle. After a few minutes the sensation grew stronger. Then her lower body was growing smaller. Then her lower body was torn in half. Cassiopeia screamed in pain. But soon enough there were joints and the split became two legs.

And then she had two legs again. She was back to beautiful human figure from before the curse.

Then Soraka opened her eyes and stopped mediating. Cassiopeia felt another wave of pain and her legs became so weak that she fell down.

"It is done, your curse has been broken."

Cassiopeia spoke in just more than a whisper, "Thank you Star Child."

"Let it be a lesson to not have that happen again. For if you it does I will refuse to help you another time."

"I understand."

Soraka went to the outside of the room where Katarina and Darius were waiting. "How is she?" Katarina asked, "I heard her pain."

The Star Child smiled, "she has been cured. She is weak from her change. She will need time to get strength back in her legs."

The red haired Noxian hugged Soraka at this, "Thank you."

Later that night in Rakelstake, Karma and Reginald Ashram went to talk to Yasuo.

The Unforgiven was playing his instrument and had a drink to his side. Karma began the conversation, "Yasuo, we need to speak."

"What is it this time, am I to be barred from going back to Ionia now?" the smell of liquor was coming from his voice.

"No I think we should talk about the Noxian Exile Riven."

"Yes she died to save my life."

Now it was Ashram's turn, "Darius and I have talked about some things. Now that He will be Grand General of Noxus I've asked him about certain topics in the interests of peace."

Yasuo cut him off, "Why does this concern me?"

Karma looked at Reginald before turning back to Yasuo, "Darius told me about some of the Noxian Invasion missions. One concerns Riven."

Yasuo put down his instrument and took a swig. They waited for him to finsh and look back at them, "Riven was ordered to use the wind technique to frame your for the Elder's murder."

The Unforgiven's eyes bulged. "What?"

"It was a plan of Swain's to inflict psychological victory for Noxus in the invasion, since Riven had proficiency of wind technique she could frame you."

Yauso stumbled up in his drunk state and grabbed his sword, "I'm going to slaughter all those Noxian dogs!"

The two just put their hands up to stop him "now is not the time for battle."

"They have ruined my life. I killed my own brother because of this treachery!"

"I think it is clear that Riven felt bad for what happened. She gave her life for yours, accept her sacrifice."

Yauso face full of anger responded, "I can never forgive them for what they did to me."

Ashram, "Well you will have to get over your troubles."

"How dare you think that you know what I've gone through."

"I do not pretend to know what you went through, but do not let your brother die in vain. For if you go after Noxus right now that is what happen."

"So what do you expect me to do?"

Karma responded, "To get other your pity and become the next Elder. Train others in the wind technique."

"And what if i refuse?"

"Then it will be as if you had killed the Elder. You can continue your quest for vengeance that will lead to hallow life, or you can choice to move on with your life and find fulfillment. The choice is yours."

"I can never forgive her for what she did."

"In time you will come to peace with what happened. I do not except it to happen tonight, but it will in time."

The next morning the Champions started the journey back to the Institute of War, except Nami who went west to go back to the Marai with the Moonstone. They were greeted back at the Institute by Caitlyn and King Jarvan III to a Hero's welcome.

Over the next few days many things Developed. Darius was made the new Grand General of Noxus. And his first order was to say that Noxus was making a pact to follow the rules of the New League of Legends. He then asked Noxians suffered heavy losses and thus commanded that all of child bearing age begin to produce as many heirs as possible to get the army size back.

Then he also asked Cassiopeia in her re-found human form to be his partner. This formed a bond between two of the prominent families in Noxus and two of the champions that were left alive.

He also made the rare feat of making a deal with Jarvan III, Ashe and Karma to a peace and trade pacts for the time being. Darius had learned under Swain to not fight battles you couldn't win. And Noxus had lost too much in the war versus the Void to wage any conquests right now.

While the rules for the new league of legends were being drafted Cassiopeia went to satisfy her curiosity, she sought out Irelia.

Knocking on the daughter of Lito's door at the Institute. The blades women answered, "Cassiopeia, how can I be of service?" She motioned her hand that the Noxian was invited in.

Cassiopeia walked in, her legs had regained most of their strength back now. As she entered the room and Irelia closed the door she began, "I have a question for you."

Irelia knew what the question was, "Why did I save you?"

Cassiopeia added, "Again."

"As I told you in Shumira, Justice guides me to help you."

"But why me?"

"Because I could at the time."

"There was so much Chaos. There was so much going on at both battles. Why were you even close to me?"

Irelia exhaled and composed herself for the answer, "Because I guess something inside me was telling me to make sure you were ok."

"So the Stars spoke to you as well?"

"No, but I do not know what exactly was telling me to help you. It was just a feeling."

"A gut feeling?"

"Something like that."

This was not what Cassiopeia was wanting to hear. But she didn't know what she wanted to hear. Just this wasn't it. "I've heard Darius has asked you to be his partner?"

Cassiopeia blushed, "Word spreads quickly."

"Consider what I did a step towards Ionia and Noxus peace then."

"I think Darius is in no position to declare war but I will sure advise him against doing that, if he would ever follow what i say."

"If me helping you prevent more war for Ionia then I consider what I did to be in the best interest of Ionia. I wish you the best Cassiopeia." with that the younger Du Couteau left and went back to her room.

Katarina and Garen met in the Institute for War personal rooms in private, "I have some troubling news." Then Garen started to tell her what was requested of him.

"So what does this mean for us?" Katarina asked her lover.

Garen looked down, "I do not know. King Jarvan Lightshield III, is greatly saddened at the loss of his only son. The fact that Shyvana will soon give birth to her and Jarvan IV's child. If as the mages predict that the child is boy, He shall be Prince Jarvan V and future King."

"I've read the reports from your Demacian tabloids, most are insulted by the fact the child of a half dragon and not a noble women would be a future King. Apparently its quite the scandal." Katarina said.

"You don't have to tell me about it. I've been living in it the past few days. And with Luxanna's engagement to Ezreal, I've had one too many meetings with the Nobles and Reporters of Demacia." They both chuckled at this. But it was a light laugh.

After a few moments Katarina asked the next question, "And what if Shyvana bares a daughter?"

He looked down then, "If it is a girl. The Royal Lightshield Line of Succession would be put into jeopardy." Garen paused.

Katarina pressed on, "How does this affect us?"

Garen drew in a deep breath, "If Shyvana bares a girl, King Jarvan III has asked me to marry his oldest daughter Ragina, and become the next King of Demacia."

Katarina was half expecting this from in tell collected from Noxian spies. "And what will you do."

Garen shook his head and looked down, "My father and mother have accepted and arranged for it to go public when it is known that Shyvana's child is a daughter."

Katarina leaned back at the news, "So you will marry her, this Regina Lightshield?" He managed to nod his head up and down in the customary yes. "Why?" was what she could muster out of her lips.

"Because that is what Demacia has asked of me." That just came out.

"Then we won't be able to see each other."

"No, it doesn't have to be this way. The King and Queen have many lovers, its known by the press and nobles but everyone lets it be. We could still be together even after me and Regina were married." He pleaded with her.

Her expression turned to anger, "You don't get it Crownguard! Once you marry in my family you are committed to them until the end. And you do not engage with a married man or women! How dare you suggest that I'd be your concubine!"

Garen had to hold in his thoughts on Cassiopeia's activities. He knew bringing that up would just make an already bad situation worse. "That is not what I meant, Katarina I love you."

The anger in her eyes flared up and was very apparent to Garen then, "If you truly loved me you'd of turned down the King's request and stood up to your Parents." She started to walk away, "You are not strong enough to decide for yourself, I do not want to be your lover." And with that she stormed out.

Today was the day. The child the of the Half Dragon and Jarvan IV would be born today. If it was to be a son, he would be called Jarvan V and be the next in line to the thrown of Demacia. If it was girl, Shyvana did not know what to name her. Having a boy would also clear up the political atmosphere. It was rumored that Princess Regina, eldest daughter to Catherine Spiritmight and Jarvan III would have an arranged marriage to Garen Crownguard. After the Heavy loses in the repulsion of the Void Jarvan III and his advisers wanted to quickly get a line of succession in order. No one wanted to have an internal struggle for the right to be king. However other rumors that had been circling around that the Might of Demacia was unhappy by such a measure. However he would do the will of the Demacia and his King if needed.

Normally Soraka did not care what gender a human or Yordle bore, but this time it would put a lot of political unrest to bed if it was a boy. Actually a few high Ranking Demacia officials had approached the Star Child if she could change the gender of the child. She would not give those asking an answer. Though she could not, it was better to turn away such ideas. They were the many in the Demacia media spreading word that 'a dragon blood bastard' had no right to be the heir to the throne. However King Jarvan III made a proclamation saying that if Shyvana gave birth to a son, he would be the next in line.

"I feel its pushing." Shyvana said. She was in the same room where Jarvan IV was born and every member of the royal Lightshield family.

"You will be fine." Lady Catherine Spiritmight said to her quasi daughter in law. She had assembled the best of the Demacian doctors to help out Shyvana. However fearing other problems Shyvana had asked Soraka herself here for help.

"Are you sure?"

With that Catherine took her right hand. "I gave birth to a son and two daughters. And I had no dragon blood in me." She gave a wink at Shyvana then, "You'll be fine."

"Well none of your children had any dragon's blood in them." Then pointing with her left hand at her abdomen she continued. "This one has some of mine."

"Shyvana you'll get through this," Catherine pointed at Soraka then, "That is why we have Soraka here. You'll soon be a mother and I'll be a grandmother." With that there were like chuckles from most of the room. Soraka was deep in meditation and did not make a sound. Seeing Soraka like that did nothing to unease Shyvana.

Then suddenly Shyvana felt a jolt, "AH!" Shyvana cried out in pain.

"Breathe. Remember deep breaths," With that Catherine started a pattern of deep breaths with Shyvana.

The process continued for several minutes. Several of the doctors were yelling in unison, "Push!". This continued on for a few more minutes. The child did not want to come out just yet.

Then finally the child emerged! Its cries filled the room with joy. Soraka took the child into her hands and raised it up. "Behold the blessed child, the one that will eventually lead all of Demacia." For seeing his genitalia Soraka knew it was a male. "I name you Jarvan Lightshield V."

With that they cut the umbilical cord and tied a knot to form the belly button. The child continued to cry as Soraka rapped it into its blankets and gave put the child into Shyvana's hand. Shyvana exhausted from the process found new energy as she began to cradle and shake her knew born child. "You'll grow up to be strong just like your father won't you little one."

With that Soraka left the room. As she went to the wash room to clean herself off, a lot of the after birth had landed on her feet. In the washroom she was greated by the presence of Lady Catherine. "Soraka."

"Yes Queen of Demacia what is it that you require?"

"I just wanted to thank you for everything that you have done for Shyvana and my family the past few days and months."

"It is my calling."

"Yes." And Lady Catherine grew quit and looking down Soraka quickly picked up on this.

"What is troubling you?"

"Did you get any sense of my grandson? Will he be..." she didn't complete her question.

"If you are concerned about his health, you should not. He is strong, as Shyvana put it, much like his father." with this Catherine gave a light smile. "You are concerned that the people of Demacia will not accept him to be their future ruler." Soraka spoke as if that was fact. And she was right.

The Queen of Demacia shook her head in agreement, "Yes I should not of hide my fears from you. Its just now that Jarvan V is born, I'm now considering all the things said about him and Shyvana and my son in the press."

"You can not control how people think, as long as you treat him the same as you'll treat the children of your daughters, the people of Demacia will eventually accept him."

"How can you be so sure?"

"Because the Stars told me that, I just now realized what they were saying to me last night."

Catherine's face showed the shock and wieght of Soraka's words. When they sent in all that the Queen could say, "so I'll have more grandchildren?" It was the type of question only a human could ask.

King Jarvan III commissioned another performance to the Lightshield Music Concert Series in honor of his newborn grandson. Garen was compelled to attend, though he cared not for it. While he was there the Demacian press had asked him about the rumors of an arranged marriage to princess Regina, which he flatly denied. He could now that Shyvana gave birth to a son. That meant he would not be marring Regina. Which was all he wanted. As soon as the concert ended Garen was at the Institute of War. So was Katarina, who he desperately wanted to talk to. But was unsure of what to do after the last time they saw each other. They fought for the first time in their lives. Well that wasn't true, they had fought in battle many times before. That fight was a lover's quoral. The first one he had ever had. And now that Shyvana had given birth to a boy, Jarvan V, he was not going to be forced to marry Regina. He was then free to pursue the women he truely loved, Katarina Du Couteau. After a few days of practice and training, he was summoned to Piltover. Ezreal's family wanted him to come to a pre-wedding feast or engagement celebration, whatever you wanted to call it. After that was over he was preparing to head out the next morning.

That night he had a hard time sleeping. All of his thoughts were on Katarina. Her beautiful shiny red hear. Her bright green eyes. Her slender fit body. How she felt in his arms. He had never felt that way before. He was scared he wouldn't feel that again.

Then he heard a knock on his door. He was shirtless and decided not to put on his robe. This would likely be some Demacian or Piltover courier giving him another 'urgent' message from his sister. None of the messages he received had really been urgent at all, at least in his opinion. He didn't need his robe for that.

And he was surprised when he opened the door and stared at the person standing there. They were wearing the light blue robes of Demacia soldier. However she wasn't a Demacian. "Are you going to let me in?"

With that he grabbed her upper arm pulled her in and kissed her. She didn't fight any of the affection he was giving her. She pushed the door closed behind them as Garen lead them to his bed, which they used for their needs again.

After they were done Katarina rolled on top of Garen, this was standard for them now. Garen loved the felling of Katarina resting her head on his chest. "Garen we need to talk." This was good she used his first name again. When they had fought the last time she used his last name.

"Whatever you want to talk about."

Katarina bite her lip before she spoke next, "I think we need to stop kidding ourselves."

"Kidding ourselves about what?"

Then the bombshell was dropped, "I don't think we can keep seeing each other."

"What, why do you say that? I love you, I'm wiling to tell my family about how I feel about you. Isn't that what you want?"

"Well right now we are working just fine. But after our last fight."

Garen butted in, "Only fight."

"That got me thinking. You are a true Demacian." That was an understatement.

"I've never hid that from you."

"I'm a true Noxian." another understatement.

"You've never done anything that would harm Noxus."

"I don't see how it could work."

"We'll make it work."

"Have you even told your family?"

"No, but why does that matter?"

"Because for our relationship to go further we'll need the support of both our families."

"I see no reason why mine would object to me sleeping with you. At this point I think my mother's only concern with my partners is if they can bare her grandchildren. The more the better, so as long as you can give her a grandchild she won't care. My father and Luxanna would welcome you in after all you did in Kalmadga."

Katarina wasn't looking at him, "Why haven't you told them yet."

"I was only waiting for you to let me."

She tuned her head to face Garen again, Katarina lightly kissed Garen. Garen thought everything was going to be well. However that was far from the case. Garen did not know this but she was giving him her best fake smile, she could barely muster one right now. He thought everything had worked itself out. Shyvana had bared a son, relieving him of his duty to an arranged marriage, free to pursue Katarina. But what she said next confused him, "Then don't."

"What?" Shock went down his spine and back to his brain.

"Garen I do not think it can work between us."

"Why do you say that?"

"Think about what happens if Demacia and Noxus go into conflict again?"

"We are at peace now!" The rules of the New League of Legends had forbidden any conflicts between the member states for some time.

"Do you believe it will last? How long? How long before Valoran moves past this defeat of the Void and goes back to what it was before. What a few years at most?"

Garen truely thought about it, she was right. Demacia and Noxus would be in some form of conflict soon enough, "And when that happens, I will fight for Demacia."

"As you would marry your dead friend's sister for Demacia, your loyalty for your land can not be questioned. I would expect no less from you Garen. And I will do what Noxus asks of me. However if we are together, do you think either side would trust us to do the missions required of us?"

He knew now where she was going, "Thus we can not be together." He looked down, "You will break my heart again Katarina."

The frown on Katarina face turned into a smile. A true smile of love and hope, "Nothing says in times of peace we can't see each other." With that she kissed him. A slow loving and teasing kiss.

Garen looked at her, "We are at peace right now."

"That we are."

Garen put his hand on the back of her head, "Someone once said only fools hesitate." Garen nibbled at Katarina's neck now.

"Neither of us are fools." And they kissed again, "are you ready to go again?" Katarina said again as seductively as possible.

"I love you."

"I love you too."

Piltover was calling it the wedding of the century. Ezreal was getting married to Luxanna Crownguard. The wedding was going to be conducted in the royal hall of Demacia, reserved for the Demacian Royal Family. Though the Crownguards were not the royal family, after the events with battling the void, Lux and Garen were all but royal family, in fact they were more popular than the Royal Family.

Lux wore the standard Demacian light blue hues with her dress. The dress shined brightly, as did Lux's smile. Lux was ecstatic about that day.

Many people were there that day. To go with the Crownguards and Ezreal's family and the Lightshields were in attendance. Soraka was master of Ceromonies and presiding over the wedding. Many other of Demacian were there. Even Fiora Laurent and her master WuKong were in attendance. Lux and Fiora were once rivals but now that Fiora had taken up the lesson of Wuju Lux invited her as a show of alliance. There were also many from Piltover on Ezreal's side, including Hiemerdinger, Caitlyn, and Jayce (Ezreal's best man who had gotten over him using the Pulsefire suit from Viktor). There were also members of Ionia in Ahri (WuKong's date), Karma, and Janna (Lux's Maid of Honor). There was also Anivia from the Freljord and Tristana with Rumble from Bandle City.

But the most buzz of guests were members current citizens of Noxus invited. Katarina coming as Garen's date while Cassiopeia AND Darius were there as a show of solidarity in the time of peace of the New League of Legends. Publicly Garen had invited Katarina as a show of peace between Demacia and Noxus after the 'The Void Rises' as the Demacian Constant was calling the events (Though many people were calling the events different things) . Katarina had asked that her sister would come as well and the younger sister brought Darius. Though Lux suspected else was going on she did not know what. Katarina had arrived a few days early and stayed in the guest room in House Crownguard which was adjacent to Garen's room in her families house. And before Lux entered the royal hall, Katarina stuck out. With all the white and light blue dresses, Katarina's full length form fitting sparkling hunter green dress with the slit going almost all the way up to her hip, was what everyone was looking at. Garen and Katarina locked at the elbows in their seats, with the Demacian Constant photographers snapping many pictures of the pair. And also there was buzz as this was the first time ever the sitting Noxian Grand General was allowed in the royal hall of Demacia.

But as the music started to play. That went to back of Lux's mind. All the distractions went away. It was her special day, she was getting married to Ezreal, the most handsome man in all of Runeterra.

In proper Demacian tradition Marcus Crownguard, her father, walked her down the middle isle. As they walked everyone turned to look at Lux and her long following light blue dress.

There were many pictures taken, however only the Demacian Constant was allowed access (to the dismay of the Piltover Press) and the Constant was taking and providing photos for Lux and Ezreal in exchange of being able to publish some of them in their next edition.

Soon they were at the front of the royal hall. There Marcus handed over his daughter's hand to Ezreal as a sign of approval.

And the ceremony began. Lux was blushing the whole time. At one point she started to laugh, though it was laughter of joy. And surprisingly no one was annoyed by her laughter.

Finally Soraka finshed her part and, "I make you Ezreal, her husband. And you Luxanne, his wife. You may now kiss to symbolize this union."

And with that Ezreal peeled away Lux's veil and took her hips and neck with his hand and kissed her. The audience cheered loudly and clapped in approval of the wedding.

Soon they were back at the assembly hall for the reception. There was a grand feast ready to be ate. King Jarvan III gave the toast himself. And then Shyvana, starved from still nursing Jarvan V, had a large bite of roasted meet to let everyone else dig in.

Soon there was dancing. There was mingling. There was drinking, in fact there was plenty of drinking.

And the final dance of the night was solo balled for just the wedding party. As Lux leanned in against her now husband she wishpered into his ear, "This is the greatest day of my life."

Ezreal spoke softly back to her, "It is for me as well."

And they kissed again which drew loud applause from the crowd, now mostly drunk. In fact the picture used on the cover of the next Demacian Constant was of them kissing right then.

It was a magical day for Lux and Ezreal for sure.

Epilogue

Jax stood by the first of the statues. Today was the first day that he had come back to this place since the ceremony to create it. These were the statues of the Champions of the League that lost their lives in the battle with the Void. And there were many who lost their lives in this ordeal. Jax went down the list of fallen champions and their figures at the Institute of War entrance.

First there was Zed. Jax cared little for Zed and quickly moved on. Then there was Alistar. Jax had butted heads with the Minotaur a few times and respected the mighty cow. Next in line was Teemo and Jax found Teemo as annoying as everyone else. Moving on was Sivir was one of Jax's many lovers, this was the first one that genuinely hurt to look at. He thought of all the nights him and Sivir spent together. Eventually Jax moved on to look at the next statue. That of Crown Prince Jarvan IV Exemplar of Demacia, Jax cared little for that man's absolutist views, or the title Jarvan III put on the statue and kept his stride to the next one. Talon was someone Jax had little interest for and never saw on the battlefield, he moved on. Then there was Warwick was one of the few people that Jax had bonded with. Next to him was Singed a mad scientist and but he did help Gragas make some find brew.

That made Jax think about his best friend. Gragas' statue was further done he knew that and would deal with his feeling about the fat man soon enough.

Dr Mundo was another crazy scientist that Jax had little interaction with, just like when anyone faces Mundo on the fields of Justice. Lucian was another person that Jax didn't care for. Varus and Jax had met before Varus' death but Jax didn't have the Religious that Varus had. Nidalee was one of the female human champions that openly turned Jax's advances away but said yes to other male champions, he always had something against Nidalee for that that. Next in line was Gangplank, Jax had gotten drunk one time together in Blidgewater and shared their tales of female conquests, it was a fun night and Jax wished he had the magic oranges Gangplank had that prevented the next day's hangover. Right after that was Vayne who like Lucian was too consumed by vengeance that it prevented them from obtaining it. Next in line was Sona was one of the most beautiful women on Runeterra, however she was the worst women in bed Jax had ever been with. She said nothing and did nothing. Sona was one of the few one night stands Jax had where he didn't want a second round. Next in line was Master Yi the great fighter, one of the few Jax ever struggled to beat on the fields of Justice, and Jax respected him for that. Poppy was a Yordal that fought hard and was a tough one to take down if she got going.

Then Jax came to the ones and he know who would soon come up next. Xin Zhao was another man that Jax struggled to beat on the Fields of Justice. In hearing of Xin Zhao exploits in the Fleshling, Jax wondered how many he could take. Jax knew the next one was his drinking buddy Gragas. It hurt to even look at his plaque. Gragas died... Jax couldn't complete the thought. Jax didn't want to think about it. For once Jax cried, then after a few moments he moved on.

There were next in line the statues of Graves and Taric. Jax had a few rounds with Graves but like every other male champion found Taric just a little, different.

Now Jax came to the statues of the Freljord battles. First was Zilean, Jax remembered seeing the old man die before them. It scared Jax at the same time that it made him hungry for battle. Then there was Sion. Jax never spoke to the man, living or dead. He moved on to Ziggs, another one he didn't talk with too much. Draven was next, the only man he know with a bigger ego than Jax. Then there was Urgot. Another Noxian Jax never did much with. After that was Jinx. Another of Jax's conquests of female Champions. Jax moved on and next statue is Veigar, the tiny Yordle Jax never talked with. Moving on was Lulu, Jax thought she was even more weird than Taric. Then there was Riven, the Exile of Noxus and Jax never talked outside the Fields of Justice. Next in line was Ryze. The mage and Jax never really got along. Then there was Zyra, the plant woman Jax had no interest in. Then in Line was Twisted Fate. Jax spent some time looking at the Cardmaster's statue and thinking about the voidlings over running him right before Jax. Jax moved on.

Finally there were the Statues of LeBlanc and Swain talking about their sacrfice against the beast Cho'Gath. The Noxians had made sure that their people would have the best places in line.

Finally the statues of the "three Heroes" as it was being called.

Frist was Darius being depicted by cutting off the head of the mighty Terror of the Void.

Second was that of the Spirit Guard Udyr killing Lissandra.

Third was his statue. Pluging the blade of the Ruined King into the Eye of the Void, with Randuin's Omen in his other hand. Though it wasn't like that in the real battle touriest loved it. Jax was asked to come here and give his approval of the statues. He cared little for the events, he wanted to get back to fighting on the Fields of Justice. And at every battle on the Fields he was always requested, if not for both sides.

This was the tale of the Void's attempted conquest of Runeterra. The Void was pushed back and repelled. The League of Legends and its champions were hailed as heroes all over. The ones that died became legends. Even in lands of different alignments. For you have known this tail as The Void Rises. But this story has a different name on Runeterra to the commoners. For the rise of the Void and its power was only the first part of the story. The end has to do with the Void's defeat. On Runeterra they tell the tail of how the story ended and its hero. There this tail has gone down simple as "The Legend of Jax."