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The kitchen air was thick with the scent of steamed greens and a palpable, childish defiance. Lizzie, the eight-year-old charge of Wonder Woman, sat perched in her chair like a tiny fortress, glaring at a plate of vegetables that Damian had deemed essential and she had deemed an affront to her dignity. Damian stood over her, arms locked across his chest, his voice dropping to a low, lethal tone as he threatened her with a simulated desert exile—complete with zero rations. Jonathan hovered just behind him, a Golden Retriever in human form, his shoulders shaking as he fought a losing battle against a burst of laughter. He had tried the diplomatic approach, but Lizzie's resolve was absolute. Glancing at the brooding assassin's rigid posture, Jon leaned in, a mischievous smirk playing on hi…