"Well, I guess that we'll help Lux then. Follow me, Matthew and Flint, and good luck, Anastasia" Glade said, and walked back over towards Ezreal.<br/><br/>"Hey, Ezreal? I'm not sure that Lux is entirely... interested in you." He placed his hand upon his shoulder and spoke again. "Look, my friends," Glade gestured to Anastasia and Matthew, "have got this under control. Soon enough we should get her back to..."<br/><br/>"Demacia. She lives in demacia and she's high nobility status. Her family, the Crownguards, are loyal to king Jarvan and they've served his family for years." Ezreal sighed. "I, Ezreal of Piltover," he gestured with his thumb towards the coast, "am just an explorer, and I write maps. I'm just visiting for the weekend." He shook his head. "Look, I'll trust you guys with this. If you need me, I'll be giving a lecture in one of Demacia's many auditoriums. You'll know it when you see it." As he said that, he walked off towards Demacia and pulled out a parchment to look at. Probably one of his many maps.<br/><br/>"Ok then..." said Glade to no one in particular.<br/>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br/>(At the tree with Lux and Anastasia)<br/>"I mean, I kind of like him. He's cute and smart, but I just don't think we belong together," she said softly. "My family will probably be mad at me if I attempt a relationship with him. I guess... I guess you could say I'm scared." Lux looked off towards her home in Demacia. "Honestly, Anastasia, I have no idea what to do in this situation." She pulled her knees up to her chest and sat quietly on one of the tree's limbs.