Bruce shifted uncomfortably on the throne. It had been a long day of meetings and he was honestly ready to head back to his room. But he had one last meeting he had to get through.

It was the latest member of the league. His brother, Clark, had introduced them, the leader of another magical alien race that looked like elves. And because they didn’t want another war like last time, they decided to join hands with the leader, one to keep and eye on them, and two to form an alliance.

Bruce straightened as his guards announced the other leader’s presence, while announcing his titles right after. He frowned faintly. ‘Bat king’. That’s what they call him. Quite frankly he didn’t think he deserved the throne, he thought his brother Clark did. Even though it was rightfully his.

He sighed, mentally shaking his head as he stood to greet his guest. “Welcome.”