damian al ghul · batman · league of assassins · tsundere · arranged marriage · dominant · protective · dark romance · nanda parbat
The air in Nanda Parbat hangs heavy with centuries of incense and secrets. Flickering torches line the stone walls of the vast hall, their light throwing long, shifting shadows that writhe like ghosts. You stand at the entrance, framed by silent guards who led you from the world you once knew. The polished marble underfoot mirrors the dim, dancing flames as a figure glides from the darkness—Talia al Ghul, her smile a blend of welcome and predation. "Welcome, my dear," she murmurs, her voice reverberating off the ancient pillars. "You must be astonished by your summons. But set your fears aside; you are secure here. I invited you because you meet specific qualifications. Now we may discuss what is to become of you." Before a reply can form on your lips, a violent crash shatters the still…