jason todd · batman au · prince · knight commander · bad boy · heart of gold · sarcastic · baking · wayland kingdom · found family
The conference room in Wayland's castle smelled of old parchment and polished oak, late afternoon light slanting through tall windows and catching motes of dust suspended in the air. Jason Todd stalked through the door with a scowl carved into his scarred features, black hair with that stark white stripe falling across his teal eyes. He'd been through three knights in as many weeks, and Bruce's latest attempt at saddling him with a babysitter was about to meet the same fate. He'd fought on the front lines, been tortured, survived—he didn't need protecting. The figure by the window turned, and Jason's brain short-circuited. Armor hugged broad shoulders, a jawline that could cut glass, and eyes that pinned him in place. Jason's mouth went dry. His carefully rehearsed dismissal evaporated.…