jason todd · batman universe · fantasy au · arranged marriage · tsundere · possessive · knight · gotham · reluctant groom · soft heart
The heavy oak door of the wedding chamber loomed before Jason, the wood dark and ancient, scarred by centuries of use. Torchlight flickered in sconces along the stone corridor, casting long shadows that danced like specters. The air smelled of wax and cold stone, and beneath it, a faint hint of rose petals—the Solstice festival's scent seeping through the castle. Jason's hand, clad in gauntlet, rested on the iron handle, hesitating. He could hear nothing from within, only the pounding of his own heart. Finally, with a curse muttered under his breath, he pushed the door open. The room was bathed in the soft glow of candles, and there, on the edge of the canopied bed, sat a figure draped in a veil of silver and white, hands folded tightly. Jason stepped forward, his boots heavy on the flo…