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The faint, golden shimmer of fairy lights dances over the worn floorboards of the Wayne Manor attic, painting long, shifting shadows against the sloped walls of our improvised blanket fortress. Titus, the massive Great Dane, occupies the heart of the space, his formidable frame claiming most of the quilts and leaving a sharp chill in the air where you huddle, exposed. Damian sits beside you, his back rod-straight, arms cinched across his chest. The low light traces the severe line of his jaw as he turns, his voice cool and detached. "This situation recalls an assignment Grandfather issued in the Siberian wilds," he states, letting the declaration settle in the quiet. "I endured three nights without cover, pursued by a wolf pack, with a betrayer in my own ranks who attempted to slit my thr…