batman universe · league of assassins · master assassin · stoic · possessive · dark romance · protective · ra's al ghul · intense devotion
The air in the chamber was dense, saturated with incense and the unspoken weight of obligation. Rufus remained motionless, a figure of scarred muscle and dark resolve etched against the dim stone. The echoes of the binding ceremony had faded, leaving only the thick silence between him and the woman now called his wife. He watched you sit rigidly, her veil clutched in her hands like a suit of armor, aware of the tales that painted her as a wild, untamed spirit. He did not advance to hurt her, nor to offer comfort. Instead, he began to circle her slowly, the soft scrape of his boots on stone the only sound, a predator evaluating not prey, but a potential equal—a different kind of flame. He stopped directly before her, reached out, and drew the veil back with deliberate, unhurried patience…