ACT 21
The classical music pouring out of the speakers in the office quietly filled the room, the one occupying the leather office chair behind the desk twirling her finger with the tune that reached her ears, while she held the wireless telephone against her ear.
With the occupant of the office facing the wall made out of pure glass and admiring the view it offered her. The door behind her opened and in came a light grey-haired woman with electric blue eyes and a walk that fashion models train for years just to perfect.
"I understand your wariness towards the scandal, but I assure you, it will not affect the status of the corporation." The eldest child of the CEO of Winters Corporation assured the man in the other line.
The chair was spun around and Lissandra merely closed her eyes and let her newly-arrived visitor land a quick but soundless kiss on her lips.
"Yes, Mister Stygian. Your meeting with my father and I will be scheduled as soon as possible." Lissandra said, wanting to wrap up the call now that a certain someone has arrived. "I assure you, the contract will be ready for you once you arrive."
Once she ended the conversation, Lissandra placed the telephone back to the receiver and stood up from her chair. She walked towards the other woman in the room, who was standing at the window and viewing the sight the window presented.
"Camille darling," Lissandra started, leaning on the window and fixing her gaze on her lover. "To whom do I owe the pleasure of your visit?"
"Can I not visit my heart whenever I miss her?" Camille returned, turning and smirking at her. "How sad."
Lissandra shook her head and decided to return back to her desk, while Camille followed suit. While she sat back on her chair, her girlfriend perched herself on one side of her desk, legs crossing and hiking up the grey skirt of her dress higher than it already was. Of course when the much taller woman looked at it for a moment, Camille couldn't help but smirk at the reaction.
"Has your father decided?"
Lightly groaning, Lissandra shook her head and adjusted the perch of her eyeglasses on her nose. "He's still too worried about Ashe. She just left a note at the door of the estate saying something about leaving. Father's still too preoccupied with it."
The Ferros woman couldn't help but feel and look amused at Lissandra's current state. It's painstakingly obvious that she's being stressed with all the precious time being wasted. Not only that but Sejuani was already trying to find a way how to appeal to their father for her to be the heiress instead of her older sister.
With Ashe literally absent from the scene, the corporation lies in the possibility of it landing in the hands of either of the two remaining sisters present. Camille knows how much Lissandra had always tried besting Ashe when it came to business deals and negotiations in a much less flashy way, unlike Sejuani's aggressive approach, but there was always this skill Ashe shows to potential clients that sways their resolve no matter how strong it is.
It doesn't really help that their father had already opened up to her and Sejuani last night during dinner that he was planning on retiring.
Time was being burned and Lissandra was not liking it one bit.
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Regardless of the air conditioning in the bedroom being on, the pair on the bed felt like the sun's rays were shining from all sides. The drops of perspiration can be seen blanketing their unclad bodies, the scent of sex wafting in the air like an addicting perfume for the two lovers.
Katarina was laid on the bed, while Ashe was on top of her, two fingers inside her womanhood. She pulled herself up and enough for her to wrap her arms around Ashe, each ragged breath of hers warmly caressing the Winters' ear. She clawed on Ashe's back once she felt the said woman sucking at her jugular vein in an arousingly aggressive manner. Ashe moaned against her skin but her lips remained attached, wanting to leave another mark on the redhead's body.
"Ashe!" She called out for the umpteenth time as she felt her climax send rushes of pleasure throughout her body. Back arched and chest pressed against her beloved, she couldn't stop herself from digging her nails in her bedmate's shoulders.
While she basked in her release, the sun's glow from outside began to pour in to the room. They had fallen asleep after a couple of love-making the previous night, only for them to wake up with the sky still dark. It didn't stop the two of them from continuing where they left off though, which somehow explains why they're already at it early in the morning.
As Ashe watched her seemingly exhausted lover in the middle of regaining her breath, she couldn't help but smile to herself and shake her head. She gently laid Katarina back on the sheets, red hair splaying messily over a pillow. The redhead looks Chuckling, Ashe wiped the sweat on the redhead's forehead with her forehand, brushing some of the strands to the side and away from the other's face.
"It's only six o'clock in the morning," Ashe mentioned after a swift glance at the bedside clock. "yet it looks like I've sapped out all of your energy."
Katarina half-tiredly shook her head and showed a small smile. "You've sapped out something from me alright."
Whilst she did say that, she moved one of her hands until it touched Ashe's fingers, specifically the ones that were pleasuring her a moment ago. It wasn't hard to understand what she meant and it caused Ashe to smile a much wider version of her little one.
"We're acting like a pair of animals in heat."
"I didn't really notice." Katarina halfheartedly murmured in a sarcastic manner, taking Ashe in her arms before rolling them over. The said woman quietly giggled, getting her own turn in having her hair spread all over a cushion. "Anyone would probably understand."
"You sound confident." Ashe commented, pushing her back enough for her to hover her face over the former, her red hair casting shadows as it fell to the sides of her face.
She released a throaty chuckle that made Ashe shortly bite her lower lip. The fleeting gesture didn't escape her notice though.
"You liked that?"
"Liked what?"
The Du Couteau quirked an eyebrow at Ashe's attempt in playing clueless. "Playing dumb, aren't we?"
The two of them softly laughed with one another after they exchanged a long gaze that made their heart do all kinds of acts they didn't thought were possible. Instead of initiating another round of lust-sating and passion, Katarina let Ashe pull her down until she was laid closely beside the blue-eyed woman.
Ashe nearly laughed at how Katarina became so clingy ever since they've seen and touched each other again. The woman may not be trying to start the umpteenth bed-tussle, but Katarina was in the process of pulling Ashe closer than she already was. The red-haired female only stopped when she had one of her legs draped over her partner's hip.
"Don't you just love it when we have all the time in the world?" Ashe asked in an awfully low volume. It's as if there was someone eavesdropping in their pillow talk. Katarina doesn't mind though. Honestly, Ashe's voice sounded rather… stimulating in that manner of speaking.
Katarina showed her delight towards it with another smile. "Why are you whispering?"
"Because I know you like it when I do."
"Did you pick that up in our past trysts?"
Ashe nodded, a warm look appearing in her eyes as she recalled their previous rendezvous. "I did."
"How do you do that?" Katarina asked, touching the cheek of her sweetheart.
"Do what?"
"Know me."
"Know you how?"
"Exactly." Katarina chuckled again. "We didn't have much talks about our likes and dislikes, yet you know me so well."
"I only know the little things, Katarina." Ashe pointed out, lightly shrugging.
"I want to know you, Ashe."
"You already know me."
"Ashe, I'm serious. I want to know everything about you."
A curve appeared on Ashe's lips again. Katarina closed her eyes for a couple of seconds as her lover pulled her face forward and kissed her lips in a manner much innocent than their previous ones.
"You will." Ashe assured her. "In time, believe me."
"What if I can't wait?"
"Well, you already do know me in some way."
"How?"
"Where's your hand right now?" Came Ashe's question.
Katarina, who used her right arm as an additional pillow, was left to trace her free left arm and see where her only vacant hand was at. The described part of her body froze on its place…
Which was Ashe's uncovered rump.
If she recalls the feeling correctly, while she and Ashe were having their little pillow talk, her hand was lightly squeezing and gently kneading the soft flesh that her beloved calls her buttocks. It still was.
"You like this?" She asked, unable to keep the amusement from lacing her query.
Ashe's cheeks became a bit red, while she nodded and smiled. "I do."
"I guess you're not as innocent as you make me think you are." She teased, grinning for a second before taking her own turn in giving Ashe a little kiss.
After spending some more time with their talk in bed and exchanging a bunch of sweet kisses, the two finally evacuated themselves from the barely covered bed. The furniture's sheets were already falling at one side, a pillow forgotten at the foot of it and half of the blanket was draped onto the floor.
They took a shower together, but nothing steamy really occurred but the make-out they did while standing beneath the warm rain. A couple of minutes later, they ended up moving to the kitchen, where Ashe began to prepare a simple breakfast for two. While Katarina walked around the apartment unit in a pair of jeans and a white sweater she borrowed, Ashe looked more appealing by donning just a navy blue turtleneck and matching blue silk panties.
"I think you forgot your pants at your bedroom." Katarina half-distractedly mentioned, eyes running down the exposed breathtaking sight called legs. "Not that I mind."
Ashe chuckled and didn't bother retrieving herself some lower garments, continuing with the task of whipping up some sunny-side up eggs and a pair of toast for them. "I like walking around this way. It's more airy."
Katarina leaned on a counter as she patiently waited, watching her…
Wait, who was Ashe to her now? Her eyebrows furrowed slightly as the thought crossed her mind all of a sudden.
"Can I ask something?"
"What is it, love?"
Katarina temporarily forgot her question, not expecting the cute pet name Ashe used. The latter noticed her silence and realized what she called her. Chuckling again, the follow up words soon came after.
"It's a little habit I acquired from being with Caitlyn for a fair time." Ashe confessed, showing a brief sheepish smile over her shoulder.
"Oh, well," She shrugged once. "I don't mind it. It's... cute."
"Cute?"
Blushing when she realized what she said, Katarina cleared her throat and decided to bring them back to their original topic.
"Can I officially call you…" Again, she cleared her throat when she felt like something had clogged it. "Call you my… girlfriend?"
The term felt weird in her tongue, especially now that she's using it in a way she meant what she's saying and that she's not faking her sincerity with her inquiry.
"That would be nice."
"Really?" Katarina pushed herself off the counter and moved to the one beside the stove, positioning herself where she's right next to the cooking Winters.
"With everything that we've done and said to one another, I think it would only be right to make everything official between us both." Ashe said, the two of them sharing a little smile. "It would feel like a sin not to, honestly."
Katarina nodded thoughtfully, loving the idea that she and Ashe are completely an item now. It may not be as romantic as how some couples come together, but she can't really blame anyone. She and Ashe weren't really the most normal couple out there.
"Since I came here to not only find you, but I'm wondering if I could get to… know you."
Ashe took the first egg off the pan and placed it on one plate. "My past you mean?"
Wordlessly, she nodded.
Smiling to herself while she cracked another egg, Ashe nodded. "I don't see why I should keep it from you."
Clearing her throat and arranging herself on her place, Katarina said, "Whenever you're ready."
For a couple of seconds, the kitchen was filled with the low sound of sizzling and the quiet clinking of the spatula on the pan as it make contact with the kitchenware. Eventually though, Ashe chose to officially open up the topic she refers to as her past.
"Well, you already know about my mother being a prostitute, so I guess I can skip to my status during my childhood days." Ashe began, which Katarina acknowledged with a single, slow nod. "For me to get a decent education that time, a friend of my mother helped me get into this education program for the poor. It enabled me to go to this little school without my mother paying for any tuition fees. When I reached high school in a much younger age than usual due to being accelerated twice, I applied for a scholarship at Valoran Academy. Just when I was about to tell my mother what I had done, I found out that she collapsed while she was on the way to the store. Thankfully, Tryndamere's father was there to help her."
Katarina bowed her head, already knowing what's going to be told next.
"When I got back to the motel, I discovered that my mother's illness, which she had kept from me, was already in a severe level. We had no funds that time, so she was forced to stay in bed with no expected treatment. I stayed by her side, day and night." Ashe then looked down and turned the stove off, eyes distractedly watching the egg on the pan. "Then just one day, I woke up..."
"…" Katarina unconsciously held her breath, oblivious of the fact that her breathing had stopped for the next moment that was about to come and be done.
A lone tear leaked from Ashe's right eye as she showed a smile that showed no joy at all. "…but she didn't."
Reaching out one hand, Katarina wiped away the tear that threatened to stain Ashe's face. After doing so, she laid a hand over her love's shoulder, which was acknowledged with a touch of another hand. Ashe smiled in thanks to Katarina.
"Tryndamere's father and Braum helped me give mother a funeral. When she died, it surprisingly brought me another parent." Ashe continued. "Father had somehow heard about her demise and decided to find me. When he did, he instantly had the papers arranged and took me back home with him. Lissandra received me well enough, but Sejuani and her mother was not at all pleased with my presence in the household."
"I'm sure they were just jealous." Katarina commented, wrapping and arm around Ashe and turning her around with her, the pan being taken from the stove in the process.
Ashe let out a halfhearted laugh as she took the pan away from the redhead and removed the egg from it, placing it in the other vacant plate. "Jealous? Of what?"
"Of how beautiful you were and still are."
Scoffing lightly, Ashe shook her head and gave Katarina a kiss on the cheek before putting the pan back on the stove, the spatula coming along with it. Not a moment too soon, both of them were settled on a couch at the living room, both facing each other while they held their plates and eating utensils.
"What happened then?"
"My father enrolled me in VA along with my half-siblings. Turned out, I didn't really need the scholarship after all." Ashe smiled lightly. "Year by year went by, and each year that passed rewarded me with one or two more friends. I was already friends with Janna and the others when we all ended up graduating and enrolling in Valoran University. That's where I met Sarah."
Hearing the Fortune woman's name made Katarina briefly think about the threat that was made towards her. Not that she was scared or anything like that, but she had to suppress a small shudder from going through her body. She's quite sure she's going to get an earful from that woman, if not a fistful of violence.
Ashe looked at her seatmate with a somewhat measuring look, wanting to gauge her reaction once she utters her next statement. "I was only a freshman when I met Fiora. She was the newly assigned headmistress of the university."
No exaggerated reactions were given, unlike last time, but Katarina did shift from her place on the sofa. "You two got together immediately?"
The tone Katarina used was stiff and rather clipped, but Ashe understood why. She couldn't blame her, but she was proud that her girlfriend didn't react brazenly like the last time she heard about her being connected to her past rival.
"Not quite…" Ashe murmured, eyes trailing to the side. "Our relationship started when I was in the middle of sophomore year."
"What brought you two together?"
"Honestly…" Ashe's cheeks mildly warmed up. "…I don't even remember anymore. All that I know is the reason why I prefer women now is because of her."
Katarina sighed and surprisingly pouted. The Winters was sure that her lover wasn't aware of it at all. "At least she did something right."
Smiling a little at what the Du Couteau just said, Ashe placed her breakfast on the coffee table before scooting towards Katarina and snuggling herself against the redhead's torso. The warm gesture caught Katarina by surprise, but it didn't take long for her to abandon her breakfast as well and settle in hugging the woman with her.
"A month after I graduated college, Fiora and I ended our relationship due to lack of time we have for one another."
"Is that the only reason why you both broke up?"
"That, and I had no intention in telling her of my plans in becoming a stripper." Ashe lightly shrugged in her arms. "I was still very sensitive with my past that time and I had no plans in letting anyone too close to me. Unfortunately though, Sarah and the others wormed their way into my heart and settled themselves right beside the place I saved for my father and brother-figure."
"What about me?" Katarina asked, looking down to the gorgeous lady she has in her arm's grasp.
"Our love story didn't really start with flowers and chocolates." The blue-eyed woman joked, chuckling to herself. Her words were enough to set a smile on Katarina's face, but it wasn't enough to sate her curiosity. "But yes, you have a special place in my heart as well."
"How did you fall in love with me?" Katarina asked her in a quiet volume, appearing as if she was afraid that if she were to ask loudly, she'd appear… pathetic. Truthfully, she wouldn't care about it, especially if it concerns Ashe, but she just couldn't help herself. Maybe it was some sort of habit?
"At first I fell in love with your touch," Katarina felt Ashe gently run her fingers over her right arm before slowly enveloping her right hand. "It was all just… lust. It was only a sin I enjoyed committing over and over again with you."
Keeping her silence and focusing in locking her gaze on those slim fingers that played with her own, Katarina's entire attention was on her beloved.
"As time passed, I began to crave for your touch. My body had already fallen in love with yours the moment they first made contact with one another, but I made an effort in guarding my heart. I had no intention in letting my heart fall into your hands, yet I found myself failing with my attempts. No sooner than I expected, it wasn't just my body that longed for you. My heart, it was yearning for you."
Ashe sat up and left Katarina's arms, turning and facing her with a rather emotional expression on her face.
"I know it was not your intention at all, but every single time we had sex, you made me feel like no other person has ever made me feel." Katarina leaned back while Ashe moved forward and towards her again, arms loosely wounding around her neck and face hovering just a breath's worth of distance away from her. "You made it seem like you were making love to me…"
Katarina, who eventually registered in her mind her body's current state, realized that her breathing had become quite audible and a tad bit uneven, her heart was practically pounding against her own ribs and her entire self felt warmer than it was a few minutes ago.
"…and I'm sorry." Ashe finished her words with a sincere apology, which confused the hell out of the redhead.
"Wait a minute," Katarina followed when Ashe hid her face from her, hugging her to prevent her from seeing the expression she had on. "What are you talking about? Why are you apologizing for that?"
"Maybe if I didn't tell you that I was falling in love with you, maybe then you wouldn't have to run away from your family and that…-"
"Hold on a moment, Ashe." Firmly but gently, she pried Ashe off of her and left the other no choice but to make eye contact with her. "Stop it with this drama, please. I was the one who started everything."
Ashe wasn't crying, but she was pouting. Apparently, both parties have this habit in unconsciously pouting whenever they're bothered about something.
"I know, I know." Ashe sighed. "I feel a bit idiotic for always blaming myself."
"You should."
She gave her girlfriend a pointed but somewhat friendly look. Katarina nearly laughed, but she settled in just cracking a small smile. Stretching one arm out and offering another embrace to her lover, Katarina patiently waited as she gazed. Ashe relaxed herself and accepted the offer, sinking back in the redhead's arms.
"I should stop overthinking." Ashe spoke against Katarina, the bottom half of her face pressed against the redhead's chest. "This is going to be the death of me."
"Then just stop." Katarina said in a manner that was so close in being considered grumbling.
"Hmm."
They both stayed in their position on the couch, hands either innocently rubbing against the cloth of their clothes or just settled somewhere around the other. Ashe would occasionally shift, but the more she did, the more she snuggled herself against her girlfriend, who then found amusement at the act. As if their rounds of passion wasn't enough, Katarina can clearly see that Ashe missed her. It was a vice-versa kind of thing, honestly.
Thinking back to yesterday, Katarina recalled everything that she had went through the previous day. It didn't really take long for her to remember Ashe's cellphone and how she had confirmed her darling's location. This caused her to decide on changing the direction of the conversation.
"Ashe,"
"Hmm?"
"Where's your phone?"
"Oh," Ashe raised her head from her chest and made eye contact, perching her chin a few inches below her collarbone. "I seem to have lost it yesterday. Fell out of my pocket, I think. Why?"
"When I tried calling you, someone answered it." Katarina admitted, remembering the short call. "Someone familiar."
"What do you mean?"
"I… I think it was my mother."
Ashe's eyes widened in surprise. "Really? You think so?"
She nodded. "Yeah. The voice, it really did sound familiar. Not only that but the woman also told me to say hi to my siblings for her. She even called me 'little darling'."
"Little darling?"
"It's a pet name my mother used to call me in the past." Katarina answered, absently caressing Ashe's backside yet again. The latter doesn't seem to mind though. "She used to call Cassiopeia 'little sweetness' and Talon 'baby boo'."
"Baby boo?" Ashe asked with a little giggle.
Katarina chuckled, knowing why Ashe finds the pet name Talon used to be called humorous. What, with his usually detached and somewhat cold aura, his cute little nickname doesn't really fit into the description.
"Maybe we can go out later." Ashe suggested soon after. "I'll be needing a new phone, and if we're going to go out, then there might be a chance for us to run into your mother if ever she's actually here."
Katarina smiled and nodded. "That'd be nice."
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"Put on some pants first though." She followed before abruptly pushing Ashe down and pinning her on the sofa, causing the woman to yelp in surprise. The audible slap! sound echoed in the living room the moment Katarina's hand made contact with Ashe's thighs, grasping them and hooking those perfect legs around her waist before perching her elbows on either side of her girl's shoulders.
Beneath her smirk, Ashe's cheeks became flushed.
"I know that!"
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Sighing good-naturedly, Ashe could only keep herself settled on the leather seat while she just gazed at Katarina, who gave her a wink before heading to the counter of the coffee shop they're in. Regardless of them only being out and about for an hour, Katarina pulled her into the same coffee shop they had almost crossed paths at.
None of the two really knew about the almost-meeting, but clearly, they didn't need to know.
Outside though, literally just on the other side of the window are two women settled underneath the umbrella their table offered, both nursing their own type of coffee. While the one named Evaine read a newspaper, Kassandria just used the plastic stick to stir her cup of caffeine, looking through the window and gazing at the retreating back of her eldest daughter.
"Who would have known…" Kassandria started, smiling as she watched her daughter wait in the short line of the shop.
"That you'd see your daughter after all these years all grown up?" Evaine asked, lowering the newspaper and raising an eyebrow as she flashed her natural smug smirk. It was how she usually smiled and Kassandria found it very alluring.
"Mm-hm."
Evaine placed the newspaper down on her lap and turned to the direction her tablemate is looking at. "She looks beautiful."
"She is."
"Just like her mother."
Kassandria smiled and turned back to Evaine, who smirked behind the cup of coffee she sipped from.
"She looks so happy." Once again, the once wife of General Du Couteau returned her gaze to her daughter before it slowly wandered to the lady Katarina's with. "Especially whenever she's with her."
Evaine looked towards the described female, whose blue eyes were focused on the daughter of her companion. The unmoving gaze showed no signs in looking away and while LeBlanc observed the younger woman, she couldn't help but say, "I've met her, actually."
"You have?"
"Oh yes," She smiled when she remembered the first time she met Alkove Winters and his three daughters at Winters Enterprise a year or two ago. "She's the most gifted out of all three of daughters of Alkove Winters. Her name is Ashe, if I recall correctly."
Kassandria hummed and nodded.
"Your daughter sure knows how to pick a lady." Evaine shook her head as she chuckled, facing her company. "Darling, don't you have something to give to the young Winters?"
Realization crossed Kassandria's face, her right hand immediately going to one of her front pockets. Not a moment later, she withdrew a phone that rightfully belongs to the white-haired female in the shop. She hesitated for a moment, looking back to the person across her.
"Should I return it now?"
"It's only right." LeBlanc simply replied before bringing the newspaper back up and continuing in reading its contents.
With an audible breath, Kassandria stood up from the table. The time of composure she gave herself felt so short, but there was no turning back, especially since she merely realized that when she was already in the shop and was already standing right in front of Ashe.
The Winters looked at her with a surprised expression the moment their eyes made contact and showed recognition.
"Kassandria?"
"Hello, Ashe." She greeted with a nod and a smile. "I'm quite thankful that I spotted you."
"You are?" Came the surprised question.
"Yes, well, you see," She presented the phone she has in hand. "I think this fell out of your pocket yesterday."
"Oh!" Ashe stood up and accepted the phone, smiling. "Thank you so much. I'm really grateful you're the one who found this."
"It was no trouble. I hope you don't mind, I actually answered one call yesterday."
A look crossed Ashe's face, but it was masked before Kassandria could take notice. "That's no bother, don't worry."
"Alright then."
"You've returned this to me just in time." Ashe told the older woman, glancing down at the gadget that was now in her clutches. "My girlfriend and I are actually out today to buy a new one."
"Your girlfriend is here?"
"Yeah," Abruptly came a different voice from behind. Kassandria nearly jumped, while Ashe almost performed the same reaction. The two had not noticed the person that had come near, but both of them recognized the voice without even needing to completely look. "That's me."
Kassandria slowly turned around and once her nearly gold-colored eyes making contact with emeralds that she knows and remembers with complete clarity. The owner of those beautiful greens took half a step back, caught off-guard with the face that greeted her.
"Mom?" Katarina uttered, her hands dangerously loosening its grips on the coffee cups she has in hand. Ashe instantly took notice of this and immediately stepped towards her, taking the cups away from her and placing them on the table.
Looking at her daughter now, Kassandria couldn't help but tear up a bit at the sight before her. Last time she had seen Katarina, she was so young. But here was that 'young girl', looking like a strong and gorgeous woman that could take on problems head on.
"So you… You were the one I spoke to in the phone?" Katarina asked, an expression of disbelief occupying her face.
"Yes, it was me." Kassandria smiled and wiped away the tears at the corner of her eyes.
"Umm… Kassandria?"
The mother and daughter turned and laid their eyes on the pale-skinned beauty with them, waiting for a continuation.
"Would you and your companion like to join us?" Ashe asked, gesturing at the two other vacant seats.
"Companion?" Katarina queried, confused.
"Yes," This time, Katarina actually jumped the second LeBlanc, who had walked inside the shop and had unintentionally snuck behind her, suddenly replied to her question. "I'm that companion."
Katarina, who held her chest while she stepped back towards her lover. "Evaine?"
"Hello, Katarina." Evaine then gestured at one of the free seats. "Kassandria, darling."
"Darling?" Katarina and Ashe unintentionally chorused.
"You both have a lot to discuss, I take?" Ashe smiled and looked between the two redheads, while one in particular ushered her back to her seat.
"If it's alright with you." Kassandria said, a hopeful smile on her face.
Katarina began to think, not really knowing what to do. Honestly, the reaction she's showing wasn't really the most cheerful and happy, but because being energetic in public and about something serious in her life wasn't really part of her character. Regardless though, deep inside she was truly delighted that she met her mother again after all the years that passed.
"I guess… that could work." Katarina said as she settled beside her lover.
Just when all four of them were comfortably seated, an unexpected sound of something vibrating was heard. Three pairs of eyes turned and landed on the only white-haired female in the group, who lightly blushed at the stares as she fished her phone back out again.
Ashe took a short look at the screen, her surprise evident in her eyes. She looked up and smiled sheepishly at her tablemates. "I'm sorry, but I think I need to take this call. It might be urgent."
Excusing herself, Ashe made her way out of the coffee shop. She stood near the entrance, eyes looking at the unidentified number calling her. Ashe had blocked all of her contacts, excluding Katarina's. Whoever this person was must have used a different cell number just to get through her. Despite originally intending on cutting ties, she had already gotten back with Katarina and that she still found herself caring about the people from the city she left. Surprisingly, Sejuani and Serylda are included in that list.
"Hello?" She greeted the caller in a formal tone.
"I know I don't deserve what I'm about to ask, but…" The person from the other line grunted. "…I need your help."
Ashe's entire body was suddenly filled with shock. Nearly stuttering, she continued with absolute disbelief.
"Sejuani?"
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Author's Note: Honestly, I don't really know what Katarina, Kassandria and LeBlanc will be talking about. xD Anybody have any suggestions so we can get this issue over with? :P
Second, yes, Sejuani's call will help Ashe uncover Lissandra's doings concerning the "scandal" that was released.
Any more loose ends I need to tie up? Seriously, please, guys, let me know. There's a possibility I might have forgotten some of them. xD
I just don't want to end this story without everything being resolved. I don't want to rush it to the end, since that would just be pathetic and sad. xD Soooo, help me out? ^u^