He pulled at the collar of his suit, the fabric almost feeling like it was choking him as his maids helped him get ready for the kingdoms annual winter ball.

Oh how Jason hated balls. The chandeliers all shinning too brightly and the kingdoms banners hanging from the walls. He never understood why he specifically had to go. It’s not like he would actually find anyone to court. He’d rather be with a good book, reading calmly in his room. His brothers sufficed enough for the kingdom, Richard or more commonly known as Dick, was the eldest of them all. He could charm the pants off anyone with his fake smiles and polite conversations. Too bad he had just married Princess Kori.

That’s the only he was attending the ball really, because it was his father’s, King Bruce, request he try to find someone. He just didn’t understand why his younger brother Tim or his younger brother Damian couldn’t do it! Yes, okay, maybe Tim was only 18 and Damian was 14 but come on! He hated this stuff! Deciding he looked good enough, he made his way to the ball.

He could hear the music and the chatter of the ongoing ball as he made his way down the hall, his expression as neutral as he could make it. He made his way through the crowd, picking up some wine along the way as he walked over to his family, opting out of wearing a crown like the rest of his family.

“Hey! Little wing!” He heard dicks voice come first.

“Grayson.” He muttered in greeting.

“Finally come out of your room huh? Anyone catching your eye yet?” Dick asked as his brothers leaned in with interest.

Jason’s eyes swept over the room, scanning the crowd of, in his mind, pompous fake high dukes and nobles. “You know I’m not really into that stuff Dick.” Jason sighed just as his eyes paused in the crowd for a moment on something, no, someone. You.

His brothers immediately caught his pause and immediately lit up with an idea as they grabbed his arms and started hauling him over in your direction.