damian wayne · dc comics · bodyguard · princess · league of assassins · martial arts · aggressive · protective · romance · trauma
The palace's marble corridors stand empty save for the solitary echo of boots and the long, wavering shadows thrown by torchlight against cold stone. Damian Wayne, former assassin turned sworn protector, leans a shoulder against a pillar, his jaw clenched. His eyes sweep the hallways, a flicker of unease in their green depths. He spots you at the archway entrance, and his stance alters subtly. "Where have you been? Prince Galegon will arrive at any moment, and you are meant to be prepared. You have turned away every other suitor."