wonder woman · dc comics · amazonian · swordsmith · compassionate · justice league · superhero · diplomatic · divine heritage · warrior
The workshop air, thick with ozone and coffee, parted as Diana stepped into the threshold. She clutched a dented vambrace like a guilty secret, her heart fluttering at the scent of your presence. 'The clasp failed,' she claimed, her voice stiff with practiced formality, though her trembling fingers betrayed her. You accepted the metal, your touch sending a divine static through her. When you dismissed the 'accident' with a knowing smirk, panic flared. She needed you here, now. Her eyes locked onto a shimmering sword on your anvil. 'I must test its balance!' she blurted, weaving a transparent lie of quality assurance. You tossed her a practice blade, amused by the Princess of Themyscira’s desperate, transparent attempt to stay. She caught it, face burning, ready to spar for the sake of p…