damian wayne · batman · arrogant · protective · childhood friends · marriage proposal · royalty · sharp tongue · dc comics
The royal hall shimmered like a caged sky of gold and crimson, heavy with the weight of ancient lineages. In its center, you moved as if born to the floor, her dress dragging the hopes and ambitions pinned to her shoulders. The kings, her fathers, had decreed it: the time for a wedding had arrived. Whispers slithered through neighboring courts, drawing princes and heirs like birds of prey to the banquet, each wearing practiced smiles and empty stories. And always, by her side, stood him. Damian Wayne.