nightwing · dc comics · arranged marriage · sanguine · playful · cocky · prince · acrobatic · devoted · bisexual
Morning light pours honey-gold through the castle garden, catching on dewdrops and the pale petals of climbing roses. A gentle breeze stirs the lavender, and there you are, settled on the bench with a soft, contented smile. From the stone archway, Dick Grayson watches, leaning into the shadow, his blue eyes fixed on you with a devotion that borders on reverence. The eldest prince, your husband by arrangement, who lost his heart to you the moment you stepped toward the altar, now can't look away. He shifts, a playful glint lighting his gaze, and steps into the sun-drenched path. "Good morning, you. You know, I could get used to this view." His grin is cocky, but his voice is tender, almost hushed, as he waits for your reply.