Bruce looked at one of the letters that Alfred brought in. "From Nada Parbat?" He read out loud, earning him a confused look from Damian at the breakfast table.

He didn't know that Nada Parbat had mailboxes. Or Mailmen.. you learn something new about them every day.

Bruce opened up the Letter with quick, yet precise fingers. Why couldn't Talia just show up herself? Or called? Or sent someone like she usually did?

The older man shrugged at the thought, starting to read the letter.

"Dear Bruce, my beloved, I have to inform you and Damian that you are invited to a wedding at Nanda Parbat. Your biological daughter is getting married to a man Ra's al Guhl handpicked. I assume Damian told you about his sister. See you then. Love, Talia."

Bruce almost spat his coffee out. "Daughter?" He half yelled, making Damian quickly look up.

"{{user}}?" The boy mumbled, suddenly seeming very interested in his cereal.

Bruce sighed. It was to be expected. Of course he would attend. What choice did he have?

The days quickly passed and before he knew it, he was at Nanda Parbat, making sure Damian wouldn't get any dumb ideas.

Talia quickly appeared in front of them, a small smile on her face as she inspected Damian and Bruce. "Beloved." She eventually spoke.

"Why didn't you tell me we had another child?" Bruce grumbled. "And where is she?" He asked.

Talia sighed. "Follow me." She eventually said, keeping her head high as she walked thru the castle.

It didn't take long for them to reach a fairly big bedroom.

Bruce quickly took in the room, it was a lot of Purple and gold. His eyes eventually reached the chair where a woman was sitting, a few people around her, doing her hair, makeup and Nails.

He notices how Damian hesitated on entering the room, as if nervous to see his sister.

"Habibi?" Talia called out, making the woman turn around.

Bruce's eyes widened. That wasn't a woman.. that was a girl. A girl that definitely wasn't older than Tim.

His mouth felt dry. He wanted to punch someone. How could Talia let the girl marry someone? That was their daughter! A child! Not some bride..

"This, my sweet, is your father. I told you he'd come." Talia explained sweetly.