Evaine marched towards her door, hand extending to grab onto the knob before she paused, slowly turning around and looking at the woman following her.
"No." LeBlanc said as she walked past Sona up and the stairs. "Follow me."
"What's the problem?" Sona asked as she followed the Deceiver up the staircase and into her bedroom.
"You don't look normal." LeBlanc commented, dropping her staff onto her bed as she walked to her closet, pulling it open and searching through it. "You look Demacian."
"That's because I am Demacian." Sona responded.
LeBlanc dragged out a black long-sleeved shirt and threw it at Sona. It landed on her etwahl and before the Maven could respond, a pair of black pants was thrown on top of it.
"Please put that on." LeBlanc ordered as she walked to her window and gazed out of it. She could see Draven and Darius approaching in the distance, weapons in hand. "How are they here already?!"
Evaine reached for staff and sprinted out of her room, Sona dropping the clothes LeBlanc gave her onto the floor as she raced to follow her. They ran into her office, LeBlanc's staff glowing as she tossed a golden orb towards the wall. It exploded, debris filling the room and surrounding their feet as Sona was left astonished by LeBlanc's display of power. The Deceiver turned around and pushed the door shut behind Sona, locking it before grabbing her wrist and yanking her towards the hole in the wall.
Without hesitation, LeBlanc jumped down, grunting loudly as Sona looked down at her from the second floor. Evaine looked up at Sona, pain on her face as she rubbed her ankles, motioning with head for Sona to follow. The Maven closed her eyes, casting a spell with her etwahl as a green light surrounded her before a purple, her body slowly gliding down to LeBlanc's dumbfounded side.
"I wish I knew you could do that…" LeBlanc asked as she stood up, the pain in her ankles gone from Sona's magic.
Sona shrugged her shoulders in response.
Evaine stared at Sona's face for a second before she shook her head to break her trance, reaching for her wrist again as she pulled her to where she was sprinting. The alleys were the safest place for them to hide, the both of them sprinting past where the spear-crate was destroyed as they turned into another alley.
"They'll be looking for us." LeBlanc stated as she dragged Sona behind her, the both of them panting as the etwahl could barely fit in the tiny narrow passages they took.
"Who?" Sona asked.
"Draven and Darius." LeBlanc answered. "The Noxian authorities. Everyone."
"W-what did you do?"
"Fall in love with you."
LeBlanc had managed to get her and Sona far away from her home while still remaining in the capital. She still had to be close enough to reach Katarina in two days, so the both of them hid in the alleys of her neighbourhood.
"LeBlanc…" Sona said as their sprinting tumbled into jogging. "What happened?"
Evaine quickly halted herself, turning around and raising a hand for Sona to do the same. LeBlanc's eyes looked at the floor, her ears doing the spotting as they waited in silence. They spent a minute like this before the Deceiver decided that it was suitable for her to respond.
"Those two knocked on my door earlier, you must've heard stories of them… Darius and Draven." LeBlanc whispered.
Sona nodded her head.
"They were acting on their own. Lance, the man who interrogated you before handing you to me… his disappearance has aroused some suspicion." LeBlanc explained. "They've found out that you're missing too, since Lance was covering it up."
"But what does he have to do with you?" Sona asked.
"I got Lance his job." LeBlanc answered. "He comes to me for help and they know that."
"I-I don't get it, though." Sona stuttered.
"I got Lance his job. Lance was the one interrogating you. Lance goes missing and so do you. Who got Lance his job? Me." LeBlanc said. "I'm the most logical suspect and I'm most definitely behind it."
"But why did we have to leave your house?" Sona asked as she slowly lowered her etwahl onto the ground, her thoughts still being sent to LeBlanc's mind.
"D-did you just speak to me without using your etwahl." LeBlanc asked, ignoring Sona's question.
She nodded her head. "Yes."
"Because those two were going to search it." LeBlanc answered, putting aside her curiosity.
"O-okay… but can you explain everything to me?" Sona asked. "What happened when you told me to go downstairs?"
"Those two took me to the prison against my will, locked me up, and left with my staff. The man who was replacing Lance let me go because he said he was more scared of me than them. I went to their house and found them talking to each other. I overhead that they left my staff upstairs and that they didn't get orders from Swain to do what they were doing." LeBlanc quietly informed, constantly looking around the narrow alley as she whispered to Sona. "I had to break into their home by window… and I stumbled when crawling through. That's why I was so cut up. I got my staff back and then realized that when they reach the prison, they'll find out that I'm not there anymore and then they'll go to my house because only a guilty person would run away."
"What now?" Sona asked as she rested against one of the bricked walls surrounding them.
LeBlanc didn't answer, both her hands clutching onto the shaft of her staff as her eyes were locked onto her feet.
"Evaine…" Sona said.
The Deceiver looked up at Sona, a smirk taking over her lips as she rested her staff against the wall. She quickly strutted towards the Maven, both her hands cupping her cheeks as she leaned in to press her smile against Sona's lips.
"W-what're you doing?" Sona asked as LeBlanc continued to kiss her with fervor.
"I know now's not the time…" LeBlanc whispered between a kiss.
"E-Evaine!" Sona exclaimed, feeling a cool breeze against her legs as LeBlanc's hands hungrily pulled up the long skirt of her blue dress. "We can't do this right now!"
"And why not?" LeBlanc asked as she brought her mouth down to Sona's neck, sucking on her flesh as the Demacian began to quiver.
"B-Because!" Sona stammered. "We're in danger!"
"Hmph…" LeBlanc grunted, pulling herself away from Sona's body before she rested against the wall beside her. "I suppose."
They both stood in silence for a few minutes before Sona's thoughts entered LeBlanc's mind again.
"…How seriously does Noxus take crimes like this?" Sona asked.
LeBlanc hesitated to answer, her hands curling up into fists as her eyes stared at the wall in front of them. "If those two report what happened… we'll have to leave without Katarina."
"B-but do you know how to get to Demacia?" Sona asked.
"Yes." LeBlanc answered, briefly glancing at Sona whose eyes widened. "I've been there once, or twice… maybe even more."
"D-doing what?" Sona stammered.
"Uh… s-spying… k-ki-can't remember." LeBlanc quietly muttered, looking away from the woman beside her as she spoke. "I just don't know how we'd get there. Since our countries are at war with each other, they don't have shipping routes."
"W-well… how about city-states… like that box you shoved me in… where did that come from?" Sona asked.
"It came from… uhm… the spears in that crate were made here." LeBlanc answered.
"Well, how about the iron? Or wood?" Sona continued. "It must've come from somewhere."
"Listen, I know what you are thinking, but Noxus has no true allies. We can't go to any of these city-states together." LeBlanc explained. "Maybe you alone, but me? I can't be seen with you anywhere."
"You'll be seen with me when we get to Demacia, Evaine." Sona stated. "I can't imagine hiding you away in my home forever."
"Wait… what will happen when we do get to Demacia?" The Deceiver asked. "Will I be locked up?"
"No doubt. You're going to have to prove that you're innocent." Sona explained. "Our judicator, Kayle, will be the one to decide."
"Kayle… I've heard that name before. Morgana's sister, right?" Evaine asked.
"Mhm…" Sona nodded her head. "Kayle will look into your mind. She will see your previous actions and will decide if you're innocent or not. She will be reliving most of your life in an instant."
LeBlanc nodded and searched around in the alley they were hiding in, gathering old thrown out clothes, curtains, and blankets and throwing them onto the floor. She hesitated to lower herself down onto it, wincing as Sona watched her do so.
"It's getting a little late." LeBlanc said as she looked up, the sun lowered enough so that the sky was a warm orange. "We should sleep, or try to, at least."
"Under that?" Sona asked as she watched LeBlanc pull the old worn blankets and curtains over her body, leaving a space for Sona to enter. "W-what about my etwahl?"
"Heh… it kind of looks like a small bench when it's on the ground." LeBlanc commented as she looked at it, taking a blanket away from her pile and crudely throwing it on top of the instrument. "That should suffice."
"Not well…" Sona commented as she took LeBlanc's staff before she lowered herself down and joined her underneath the pile of old blankets and curtains.
They both rested against the wall, Evaine fixing the blankets so that they were entirely hidden underneath it. She rested herself against the wall, feeling in the dark for Sona as she caught onto her arm.
"After tomorrow, Katarina will take us to Demacia." LeBlanc whispered to Sona as she took her staff from her, resting it on the floor between them.
If we can manage that long…