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Home Sweet Home. My place of power and peace. Native Demasia. Big and clean. Alluring and majestic. A place in which all difficulties seem insignificant, and the heart becomes calm. But not now, not to the same extent as before. I am afraid that my native walls can no longer help me cope with my experiences. My heart is out of place. My craving for the unknown and the hope of reciprocity so affect me. Still worried that reciprocity may not be. But reciprocity scares, taking into account all that is happening. I am either joyfully or sadly. Sadness certainly prevails, it would seem love, which could be better. I do not know, for example, the ability not to hide my feelings because of conventions, differences and hostility. It's hard not to think about it. It’s hard not to think about him. At the sight of him, a million thoughts rush through his head about his strength, courage, and masculinity. But the main thing is his voice, deep and insinuating. It takes me to the wrong place again. I do not want to think about it, I need to relax and gain strength.
I fought for too long in the arena of the League, it's time to relax in my native harbor. I finally went home, Garen went with me, but in addition to rest, his duties and responsibilities await him at home. About which I do not always and not all know. Garen is the brave warrior of Demacia, I am - Luxanna Crownguard his sister, it would seem honorable, but still faceless. I was a scout, I always followed the rules and regulations, proving that I was strong and independent, just like my brother. But despite my successes and achievements, I always seem to not reach the high standards of my family. I guess I'm so stubborn and diligent to earn respect and probably love. But I do not want to prove anything, I'm tired of it. I used to lock up my fears and emotions and show myself to the world as the radiant and perky Luxanna Crownguard. Maybe because of this, someone considers me frivolous or stupid, it does not matter. It is important that this helps me to go forward no matter what. But sometimes I remember my childhood with aching chest pain. Great time, you can allow yourself to be carefree and happy. Happy simply because the sun shines brightly and smiles at you, from the thought that you and your friends are chosen and will amaze the world with their accomplishments. So wonderful and naive. We spent so much time with Garen, played, ran, mischievous, trusted secrets to each other. Now everything is more complicated and more serious. With a heavy heart, I drove home and hoped that no one would notice my condition.
Demacia greeted us with warm sunlight caressing the crowns of trees and the soft rustle of leaves, from a light refreshing breeze
During our short vacation, Garen often went away and said that he would stay in Demacia so that I would return to the League alone. It seems to me no one paid much attention and I was not opposed, even grateful.
But on the night before departure, they knocked on my room.
- "Lux? Honey, are you awake?" It was mom, I really didn’t think that she would come. After all, she likes to sleep well. Why is she still not sleeping?
- "No, no, come in." Mom went into the room and sat down on my bed.
"Honey, I am worried about you and see that you are not negotiating something." The tone was worried. Well, that's what is happening, what I was worried about.
- "What do you think." I tried to portray the happiest smile I can. And it seems to have worked. Mom changed her face, but some sly little light appeared in her eyes.
“I hope that love is so wonderful,” said Mama warmly.
“What? But why do you think so?” Oh no, am I really pretending to be so bad and everything is written on my forehead?
- "But how else? I see how you change in mood, then you fly somewhere in the clouds, then you think, as if solving a difficult problem." Hmm, what an exact comparison, I really had to solve the problem. So far, no answers have been found without much damage.
- "I ... uh ... well, I." What? Well, why I mumble, I was not preparing for this.
- “Everything is fine, no matter what difficulties stand in your way, you will cope with them. And on the love front. I always knew that you would turn your attention to a worthy person, it couldn’t be otherwise. I understand your excitement and hope that when you are ready you will share with me a story about your happiness. " Mom said and hugged me. I just hugged her tightly in response, and the words stuck in my throat lumpy. Ah, mommy. How I want to tell you everything. But it will break your heart. You are so right. My chosen one is a worthy person. True, not by the standards of Demacia ...