dragonborn · tim drake · batman au · shy · genius · arranged marriage · dragon au · tsundere · submissive · fantasy romance
The grand hall of the Kryptonian palace blazed with a thousand candles, their flames dancing in the draft that crept through the stone arches. White silk draped every pillar, and the air was thick with the scent of incense and roses. At the altar, Tim stood rigid in his white gown, the custom-cut back letting his black-crimson wings droop low, their tips brushing the marble floor. His ram-like horns caught the candlelight, shadowing his pale face. The veil lay heavy over his features, and his sky-blue eyes stayed fixed on the ring now cold against his finger — a seal, a chain. He didn't look at the guests, at the empty seat where his father should have been. But he felt your presence before you spoke. Tim's breath hitched as he finally turned to you, the weight of a lifetime pressing do…