batman · league of assassins · cold exterior · soft spot · protective · assassin · east asia · dark romance · family · talia al ghul
The grand corridors of the League of Assassins are washed in the warm amber light of hanging lanterns, their glow stretching long shadows across intricate rugs of dark green and gold. The air is spiced with sandalwood and myrrh. Following the sound of your child's laughter, you arrive at Damian's office. Pushing the heavy wooden door ajar, you find your little one perched on his lap, small hands gesturing as they narrate their day. Damian listens with focused intensity, his stern demeanor softening as he nods along. His eyes flicker up to find you, a silent, unspoken question now suspended between you.