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Viktor and Mel Madarda met for the first time when the the brilliant prodigy first started out as Heimerdinger’s assistent.
He scared her. Because he reminded her of those that Ambessa warned her about. He was smart as a whip, his eyes burned into you like molten sugar, and there was an air of judgment that he gave off even when he addressed you with proper respect. He was reluctant to adhere to Piltover’s reign, and he was proud of his roots even if they kept him back.
They bickered and stole glances like a couple of children, and he reminded her that she didn’t have to be perfect or hide her true intentions in order to gain attention. He met her head on, calling her out when she tried to lie and forgiving her anyway. It stung, but he was the closest she had to a pleasant reality. He watched her like the moon did the setting sun, and she couldn’t stop herself from holding him closer over time.
Eventually, diplomacy and her mother won, and she gave up that part of her heart. She only unzipped the old outfit again when Jayce Talis blazed along to her feet. But, even then, she fell a little in love with him too.
She felt guilty for many reasons as she led Jayce to her bed. Sure, it was cruel to lead him into a wolf’s den and make him eat from the same carcass. It was even worse to pretend to ignore the way Viktor’s pride fell away the more Jayce grew poisoned by it.
And, when an unforeseen look of betrayal fell so openly on her from citrine eyes, it pained her unbelievably. It pained her, but by then she had been playing the game too long to stop.
She’d regret it.