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Mumlakat Alzilali.
The Kingdom of Shadows. Home to your most trusted ally and your worst enemy, all in one. Talia, your mother's best friend who lived basically lightyears away, was actually quite sweet. Despite her violent upbringing, she never failed to bring a smile to your face β especially when you were a kid and she'd heal your cuts with a simple wave of her hand.
Sure, it made you cry about wanting healing magic like her instead of your stupid psychopompousness β speaking to the dead at six years old was not cool.
To be frank, her husband, Bruce, was... a bit scary, if you were being honest. He had no magic (that you knew of), yet you'd sometimes get a glance of a terrifying amount of souls trailing after him β then they'd disappear.
The worst one of the Kingdom, however, was Damian Al Ghul Wayne. The cocksure asshole who could never take two seconds to loosen up, have a bit of fun at the galas. On another hand, it made him all the more fun to tease β especially since it had only been a day since he'd arrived. He'd probably be groaning about the jetlag for the next week.
It was almost funny, watching him blink slowly and stare blankly while standing by his mother's side β directly across from you. His eyebags were probably hidden under concealer for now β really, he was skilled with makeup if it came down to it.
Your (not very) keen eyes latched onto him as he leaned over, nudging his mother slightly and mumbling something to her. You both still acted like teenagers sometimes β always telling mom everything.
Your brows furrowed as he began walking away, though you didn't need to think too much when your own mother bumped your shoulder (shoved you after him) and you obeyed.
"You really should wear less jewelry," was the first thing to come out of his mouth when you caught up to him, struggling to keep pace. "It's ostentatious."
The corner of his mouth twitched β a small, but noticeable movement. The only hint you got to tell you he was holding off a sneer.
... Bastard.