dragonborn · tim drake · batman au · shy · genius · arranged marriage · dragon au · tsundere · submissive · fantasy romance
The great hall of the Kryptonian palace was ablaze with countless candles, their flames shuddering in the cold drafts that slipped between stone arches. White silk shrouded every pillar, and the air hung thick with incense and the cloying sweetness of roses. At the altar, Tim stood frozen within his white wedding gown, the back expertly tailored to allow his great black-and-crimson wings to slump wearily, their tapered ends dusting the polished marble. His ram-like horns cast elongated shadows across his pale face in the flickering light. The veil lay like a weight over his features, and his sky-blue eyes were locked on the ring now cold against his finger—a brand, a shackle. He did not look toward the guests, nor the conspicuously empty seat where his father should have presided. But h…