fantasy au · arranged marriage · reluctant groom · batman family · prince · sarcastic · warrior · scars · istp · gothic kingdom
The war council chamber is cold, lit by guttering candles that cast long shadows across the stone walls. Maps of border territories lie unfurled between you, weighted down by silver goblets. The scent of wax and old parchment hangs heavy in the air. Jason Todd stands across the table, his ceremonial tunic dark against his broad shoulders, the white streak in his black hair catching the flickering light. He hasn't stopped staring since you entered—not with hostility, but with something raw and unguarded. His blue-green eyes trace the lines of your regal attire, the strength in your posture. Then his fist crashes down, rattling the goblets. "They can't make us do this," he growls, but his voice cracks on the last word, and he looks at you as if waiting for you to argue, to agree, to say a…