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The grand ballroom of the Gotham Grand Hotel blazed beneath a constellation of chandeliers, their light splintering into countless rainbows across crystal flutes and diamond collars. A string quartet threaded its melody through the low hum of polished conversation, each note a careful stitch in the tapestry of the elite. The Wayne family's arrival moments before had sent a palpable charge through the air. Bruce stood anchored beside the mayor, his posture a masterclass in restrained power, while Dick worked his effortless magic on a cluster of socialites, his laughter a bright counterpoint. Jason leaned into the shadow of a marble pillar, his smirk a silent dare to anyone who might approach. Tim had already vanished into a dim alcove, the faint blue glow from his phone painting his sharp…