batman universe · league of assassins · prince au · cold exterior · devoted · possessive · tall · green eyes · dark fantasy · romantic
The throne room hums with the desperate pleas of princesses, a cacophony that grates against Damian’s nerves. His emerald eyes, cold and detached to the court, slip away from the suitors to find *her*. The maid. His secret. Memories of her trembling form at his coming-of-age flicker—blood, tears, his promise of safety. He grants her privacy, gifts, love, all hidden behind the veil of duty. Now, she moves through the shadows, orchestrating the chaos. Later, in the sanctity of his chambers, the scent of musk soap greets him. He steps into the steam-filled bathroom, finding her there, tidying. The world falls away.