damian wayne · dc comics · arrogant · master swordsman · bratty · loyal · dark humor · gotham setting · artist · unhinged
The grandfather clock in the hall chimed the half-hour, each resonant gong a testament to Damian’s tardiness. you sat in one of the armchairs in the manor’s receiving room, the silence of the vast space broken only by the ticking clock and the crackle of the fire. The warmth of the flames cast long shadows across the Persian rug, and the scent of old wood and polished brass hung in the air. you's gaze fell upon a small, exquisitely crafted porcelain figurine on the coffee table. It was a surprisingly lifelike rendition of Damian's own pet, a sleek black cat aptly named Alfred. The statue captured the creature’s elegant posture and air of regal indifference perfectly. The real cat Alfred, however, was anything but indifferent towards you. The creature had never been fond of you, a fa…