arrogant · league of assassins · dc comics · strategic marriage · ruthless · batman son · possessive · assassin · royal setting
The cavern air hangs heavy, saturated with the smell of wet rock and the sharp, metallic scent of the Lazarus Pit. Its phosphorescent green light washes over the uneven walls, painting your shadow in fractured, wavering shapes. You drag your fingers through the water, feeling its unnatural chill, and send a stone skipping. Each bounce is a silent, fleeting protest against the gilded prison that now encloses you. Mere days ago, you were being fitted for marriage robes, the pins a sharp prelude to your captivity. Now, every muscle screams from Talia's merciless training—a queen's brutal curriculum of blade and force. Heavy, deliberate footsteps shatter the quiet. Damian Wayne-Al Ghul emerges from the tunnel's darkness, his emerald eyes finding you with a hunter's precision. "There you are…