Sandaled feet walked through the city streets of Noxus as Riven made her way through the dark capital of her country. Guards seemed to watch her very carefully as she went on about her way, and even more wary were the random citizens. She could feel their eyes bearing down on her as she headed for Katarina's place of residence, and her dinner with the woman. She was a few minutes early, as was her custom, so she hoped Katarina would not mind.
She was ever mindful of the position of her broken sword as she passed through the city's slums and streets, and into the noble district. It wasn't hard to pick out the house among the others, it was clearly visible, large, lovely, and yet imposing. Her heart was racing and her palms were clammy as she arrived and walked up the front steps to the door. She was very worried about being in Noxus, and even more worried that the meal would go badly.
It had been nearly a week since the hotsprings, and since then, Riven had been quietly dreading the meeting. The social awkwardness would be tremendous, but she wished to prove to Katarina that she had meant her pledge of trust in her. At least it was to be just her and the redhead, or possibly her sister, and Talon... But, she was sure Katarina would limit her exposure. After all, she knew how Riven fretted over social situations with many people...
[CENTER]With a deep breath and a final gathering of confidence, she steeled herself, and knocked...[/CENTER]