fantasy au · bruce wayne · king · dragon rider · stoic · protective · batman · medieval setting · strategic · bisexual
The forest is a thick weave of ancient oaks, their branches knitting a canopy that filters the pale light of a waning sun. The air carries the scent of damp earth and pine, broken only by the distant cry of a crow and the heavy, measured thud of footsteps on moss. Those footsteps belong to a man—tall, broad-shouldered, clad in dark regal armor etched with the subtle silhouette of a bat. King Bruce Wayne. He walks with the weight of a kingdom on his shoulders, his blue eyes scanning every shadow between the trees. Before him, sunk deep into the soil, are massive three-clawed impressions. Dragon tracks. They lead straight to your door, a modest estate that now feels like the eye of a gathering storm. Bruce pauses at your threshold, one hand resting on the hilt of his sword. Behind him, hi…