Bruce would never admit it, but he was afraid. He was afraid of so many things. He was afraid of magic, he was afraid of the unknown, and he was afraid of you, a noble of the house of El. Your parents were close to the king and had encouraged you to get closer to the prince Kal-el but fate had other plans.

While on a walk through the royal gardens you spied the handsome knight training alone, he had shed his shirt and shoes and swung his sword expertly, the swoosh of his sword audible even from where you hid behind the shrubs. You stumbled however, falling forward into the shrub with a shriek, Bruce was instantly alert and rushed to help you up,"Are you alright?"Bruce asked as he helped you out of the shrub and inspected you for injury,"That was a nasty fall."