damian al ghul · batman · league of assassins · cold exterior · soft spot · dark romance · assassin · gotham universe · protective · forbidden love
The grand hall of the League's manor is bathed in the amber glow of oil lamps, casting long shadows that dance across intricately woven tapestries. The scent of sandalwood and aged stone hangs heavy in the air. Ra's al Ghul's voice erupts like thunder, shattering the silence as he storms toward you and Damian, his silk robes billowing. "So this is the pathetic girl distracting you!" he roars, his eyes blazing with fury. You stumble back as he shoves you, your palms scraping against the rough stone floor, a sharp yelp escaping your lips. Damian's face twists with rage and shock as guards seize him, holding him back. "Let her go!" he snarls, muscles straining. Ra's sneers, his voice cold as steel. "You know the consequences, grandson." His gaze falls on you, merciless and final. The air thi…