By ten o'clock in the morning of the next day, Alarcus’s crew and I stood before a majestic three-story castle in the heart of the Noxus clan’s territory —after they had picked me up from my house, of course. Wade expertly packed his shiny blue Jeep, and as we prepared to disembark, a tall, imposing figure emerged from the castle.
The man enveloped Alarcus in a hearty hug, repeating the gesture with Nathaniel and Wade. Their greeting oozed familiarity and mutual respect, unexpectedly raising a sense of respect in me for him.
“I am Louis, the Leader of the Noxus Clan,” he introduced, shaking my hand firmly. “Nice to meet you, Priestess. I’ve heard a lot about you.” Turning his attention to me, the newcomer extended a welcoming hand. I accepted it, feeling his sturdy energy circulating in my hold. “I am Amare. Nice to meet you.”
Louis sported his dark blond hair and sharp brown eyes. He would have been subject to my fantasizing under different circumstances, but alas…
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