(Katarina - PoV)

Ugh, really girl?

I show her to the requested location, though I suppose I should be grateful at least that part of my life remains private. And for the ability to move. It was very difficult to hide the truth from Garen while we were simply standing still down in that room.

One of my few supposed sanctuaries. Exposed. Like a cheap whore, for the literal world to see.

No, Garen may be unbelievably obtuse about every other matter, but there is some body language he can read quite well, and I suspect he could read my fear if I showed the slightest hint of it.

Because as loathe as I am to admit it, I feel terrified.

Someone has entered my home and memorized every detail, including secrets no one but me should know. And then told everyone. Threw the information out into the streets in literal fliers for the public to read. They used a gods damned printing press to mass produce it. And somehow, I never knew. I never had the slightest clue.

What the FUCK!

A tremble makes it through, but I cover it with a roll of my eyes when Garen glances at me. Need to keep out of his vision.

"Hmm, I think I feel like a shower, so you and your sister can have a moment to catch up without the "probably" not a witch. Unless you care to join me?" I offer.

He shakes his head. He doesn't even understand the offer is semi-legitimate. I have met so very few men, and honestly not just a whole lot of women, that wouldn't jump at the chance.

It is good, however, for once I actually do want to be alone. A shower may actually help though. I sashay away until I turn the corner, then rush to my private bath-chamber and throw up.

My home. My sanctuaries. My secrets. Violated and displayed without me knowing.

I am not one for most forms of shame, but I have my pride. Too much pride, and this...I don't know how to describe this. Knowing that someone proved to be a better assassin than me. That they outclassed me to this degree, and then just...disregarded me. I...

...

I blink.

My mirror is shattered. And the wall behind it. I seem to have put my fist through them both.

Ah. Yes, it is bad enough that father treats me with such disdain over my one true failure. For some other, unknown bastard to do so? To look down on me? To treat me like nothing?

I sigh. Stubborn pride.

I tap my fingers on the sink, ignoring the shattered surface in front of me, and the hundreds of silvery shards surrounding me.

How? How did they manage such a feat, and why? What else important was it she said, the communication mirrors? Accurate description, activation method, my personal fucking password? Another major secret. One Noxus has worked quite hard to keep. A huge advantage for us over the rest of the world. Something that Leblanc-

...

Leblanc.

Source of the mirrors.

Who decides the passwords.

A mage infamous for her illusions and infiltration skills.

One who constantly makes strange requests and demands. Asks for weird tidbits of information. Who loves playing "jokes."

...

I smash my sink to pieces.

That fucking bi-

(Garen - PoV)

I watch Kat's retreating form. Something is off about her as she leaves. Since Lux's revelation really...but it is none of my business if she wants alone time. I can't blame her after today's...surprises.

...

It has been a very long day, but...a wonderful one. An amazing one.

Lux is awake. She is safe. That is all that matters.

She exits the washroom, shoulders slumped, eyes downcast.

Ok, it would be better if she was happy as well, but that will come.

I wrap my arms around her and lift her into the air, nuzzling her cheek.

She squeeks like a toy when I squeeze her.

"Don't be down Lux. Kat may not have been a witch, but you were not entirely wrong. There was something to your comic. You revealed some very important things to us. I am sure Kat will thank you later. It can't be easy for her, finding out that the world knows intimate details of her home. Especially not as an assassin." I tell her.

She squirms for a moment, before relaxing and nuzzling back.

"I'm sorry, Lux. Sorry I didn't believe you. I should have at least considered the matter. Things like this are why you're the boss, little sister. One more reason I need you to lead me around by the nose. Do you forgive your stupid big brother?"

"Hmm..." she rubs her head against mine, eyes closed. "I suppose I can be magnanimous."

We(I) stand like that in comfortable silence for a time.

It is wonderful.

I could spend hours, days with my former comrades, or even adventuring with Jarvan, who I considered a good friend, my best friend, but never felt even a fraction this...warm. This perfect.

Gods. How could I ever leave her?

I should have killed them. I should have killed them all. Our parents. The recruiters. The guards. I should have taken her and ran the moment they tried to force us apart, and slaughtered everyone who stood in our way.

I could have done it. Kat has shown me the strength that you can gain from harnessing your emotions. If I have grown so much from rage, what could I have done with my love for her? We could have broken the world then and there.

But I didn't.

And now here we stand...but here we stand.

We stand.

Despite everything they did to us, everything they tried to rip us apart, to break us, we stand together.

"I love you Lux." I tell her. "I love you. I love you. I love you." I say, planting light kisses on her lips. I cannot tell her enough.

She giggles, almost deliriously, her arms wrapped around my neck.

"I promise you Lux. I won't ever leave you again. I won't let anyone separate us. I don't care what it takes." I mean it.

(Lux - PoV)

I...stand? Sit? Hang? Cuddle. I cuddle against Brother, and listen to him tell me...everything. Everything I have ever wanted to hear. Make every promise I ever wanted.

It hurt. Damn it hurt getting here, but by the gods it was worth it. I have him. I won.

I would be dancing a jig but this position is waaay better.

I'm not even sure what to do with myself now. Dingdingding we have a winner. Jackpot, victory. I won the game of life, what's next?

Hmm, actually if Kat isn't an evil witch looking to sacrifice us...well she is still absolutely looking to get into Brother's pants.

He is mine now. Absolutely and forever, he promised. He will never leave me.

So, should I let her? I thought she wanted to try to steal him, which is absolutely unacceptable, but sharing...Sharing is good. And she is hot.

We are kinda crashing at her house, I mean. It would only be polite.

I giggle.

Not tonight though.

No, tonight...oh!

"I changed my mind!" I tell Brother. "You aren't forgiven! No, if you want me to forgive you, you have to carry me to our room!" I demand.

Yes. Tonight is my night.

Brother is mine. I win.

A.N. So, Katarina was not supposed to figure it out nearly so quickly. I originally had some rough plans for a whole series of scenes over time, of the Noxians investigating and freaking out about this, with Leblanc whistling innocently in the background, and then Kat figures it out instantly. And Leblanc won't deny it if confronted directly, she is too proud of her little prank, and wants to brag about it.