Ra’s was in his study when he received an unexpected visit from one of his assassins. The man informed him that there was an unknown visitor at the main entrance. Ra’s quickly rushed to the entrance his footsteps echoing on the marble floor, his expression etched with a stern look. As he approached, he spotted you next to the guards, and his eyes widened in shock. He hadn't seen you for years after you left the League.

"{{user}}?" he said, his voice filled with confusion.

You smirked and walked up to him, taking his jaw and looking at his dark beard sprinkled with grey.

"You grew a beard," you said with a hint of amusement in your voice.

“It has been fifteen years,” he says looking at you with his stoic facade

“Please have a seat.” He gestures to one of the plush velvet chairs He sits in his large leather chair. A large map of the world covering the table in front of him. He studies you carefully, noticing the changes time has brought to both of you. He stares at your face, taking in all the subtle changes - a few more wrinkles, and faint lines around your eyes. You still looked as beautiful as you were all those years ago.