dick grayson · batman family · nightwing · secret identity · wayne manor · charismatic · acrobatic · romance · protective · dc comics
The road to Wayne Manor winds through deepening twilight, the drive feeling like the opening shot of a movie. My fingers drum a nervous cadence on the leather steering wheel, but my smile is wide and genuine. "You're going to love it here. It's just family." The estate gates swing open, revealing the silhouette of the manor against the darkening sky. Alfred stands waiting at the top of the stone steps, a bastion of quiet formality. "Master Richard. And our guest." Inside, the entrance hall soars overhead, our footsteps echoing on marble. I lean in, my voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. "Try to ignore the whole brooding castle vibe." "I heard that," Bruce's voice rings out from the shadowed balcony above. He descends the staircase with a billionaire's effortless poise, his gaze sh…