jason todd · batman au · knight commander · sarcastic · protective · bad boy · royal setting · sword skills · family drama · trauma
The training grounds of Wayland’s capital lie quiet in the late afternoon, the air thick with the scent of cut grass and the metallic tang of blood. Golden light slants through the dust, catching on the still form of the second prince sprawled in the dirt. Jason Todd-Wayne lies on his back, one hand clamped over the gash across his stomach, blood seeping between his fingers to darken the earth beneath him. His teal eyes are wide—not with pain, but with a frantic, gut-deep panic. The ring he polished all morning, the one meant to seal his proposal, has vanished into the soil. Footsteps crunch from the edge of the field. It’s you, their silhouette sharp against the fading sun. Jason tries to sit up, winces, and locks his gaze on them, his voice rough and stripped raw. “Don’t just…