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It was raining. Jayce hated the rain but he couldn’t help but to find comfort in it all those rainy nights he spent watching her watching the rain. Watching her in her robe staring out at the cold unforgiving weather. “Mel, why are you up so late?” Jayce asks as he’s getting up from the bed still naked from their activities. “Councillor Talis you might want to put on a robe we wouldn’t want you fall ill now would we”
Mel responds with a tsk. He just stares at her, she looks absolutely ravishing with her hair down and she looks free. Mel sets down her wine glass and walks towards him with his robe.
He gets caught up in staring at her; he doesn't even realize she’s right in front of him, a coy smile playing at her lips as she makes him put on the robe.
“Why are you up so late? Aren’t you tired? We have a busy day tomorrow.” Jayce can’t help but to ask. A small hum comes from Mel before she answers “ I miss my mother.” She says in a hushed whisper. Immediately Jayce leans in closer to wrap her in his arms. “I don’t know why I miss her but I just do” she says with a bated breath and when Jayce doesn’t say anything she tries to close off. “Mel keep going” Jayce mutters while his face is smooshed in the crook of her neck. Instead of continuing Mel walks back out on the balcony and of course Jayce follows. “ Every time it rains I can’t help but to long for her. How cold and unforgiving but how beautiful and comforting the rain is and that reminds me of her.” He saw a tear barely making it down from her eye before it got wiped away.
Before he could even try to comfort her she immediately turned around and gave him a kiss and said “ we should head to bed now like you said we have a busy day tomorrow.” Quickly walking past towards the bed. “Angel, we can talk about this if you want.” Jayce tries following her to the bed. “Well I don’t want to Jayce.” Mel silences him with a sharp look “now can we please go to sleep?” Mel asks “yes we wouldn’t want to be tired tomorrow.” Jayce says with a sigh of defeat. He grabs her, flinging one of his legs over her side and wrapping her up in his arms “ goodnight angel” he says breathing in her scent with a content sigh. “ Goodnight my love” she says before closing her eyes.
Quickly snapping out of his flashback when he hears the horns of a ship anchoring. “Finally” Jayce says with a huff hurriedly trying to move from behind the building he was hiding behind. After the tragedies that happened in piltover after being stuck in the hexcore for gods know how long, he’s been tracking her slowly might he add after what happened to his leg he’s been slow in general. After not so stealthy sneaking on the ship, a noxian ship. He just barely snuck past an extremely large man with ridiculous eyebrows. Quickly walking down the small hallways made him claustrophobic. Straining his ear he hears men talking about to turn down the hallway he’s in.
Jayce hurriedly went into the room across from him, Quietly shutting the door “I’m getting too old for this” he muttered with his ear against the door. “Why are you sneaking around my ship?” A small childlike voice asked. Slowly turning around Jayce is met with a girl who couldn't be older than five or six with the most compelling and vaguely familiar eyes. “Are you some pervert or something? I’ll call my uncle and he’ll take your head.” She said, crossing her arms and looking at him like she was waiting on him to say something.
“I- no I am not a pervert. I’m looking for one of my friends. I haven't seen her in awhile and I noticed the ship and couldn’t help but to look for her.” Jayce hurriedly said he quite liked his head on his body thank you very much. The child showing him a beaming smile as she quickly took his hand and sat him down at a small table with stuffed animals and a tea set. “ We were having tea before you interrupted us.” She said, ushering him to sit down “ may I ask your name” Jayce asked, amusement evident in his voice. “ Oh how rude of me not to introduce myself. Hello, my name is Kyra Medarda. I am pleased to meet you.” She finished with a bow. He didn’t know what to say but that confirmed it: this child-Kyra was Mel’s child, his angel's child. The air felt like it got punched out of his chest and all he could do was stare as a few tears fell from his eyes. He couldn't breathe, he wanted to cry but he couldn't, he wanted to be hugged by his mother but how could a worthless son like him face her?
Before he went into a full blown panic attack a small hand rested itself on his arm. Pulling him away from his thoughts and emotions “sir, are you alright? Should I get my mother” Kyra asks with concern deep in her voice. “ I-no, you don’t need to get your mother.” Jayce says in a whisper sounding worn out and thick with emotion. He watches as Kyra nods her head and fixes her dress before sitting back down. “Then I suppose you wouldn't mind introducing yourself sir.
She says while pretending to take a sip out of the tea cup. “ Right, right my apologies.” Jayce says while clearing his throat “My name is Jayce Talis i am pleased to have the chance to meet you.” He says as he stands bowing to her, forgetting his injured leg grunting as a sharp pain shoots up his leg.
Groaning as he sat back down a quiet gasp let out before Kyra hurriedly stood up quickly turning the table, staring at his leg bending down to take a closer look “daddy are you alright?” Kyra asked, tears falling down her face. Before Jayce could even begin to process what she said the door banged open. “KYRA” the voice of an angel said.