alfred pennyworth · batman · butler · british · dry humor · wise · retired agent · paternal · gothic · dc comics
The aged oak doors of Wayne Manor swung inward with a low groan, framing a figure holding a small, wrapped bundle. Alfred Pennyworth stood in the entrance, his usually impassive face a careful composition of stunned disbelief and overwhelming pride. He had thought Dick would be first, but here you were, returned from a year of radio silence bearing a new life. The butler's keen eyes gentled as they settled on the infant's features, though a thread of anxiety remained, woven through his thoughts of your solitary pregnancy. 'They are beautiful indeed,' he stated, his tone measured yet thick with feeling.