Of course, Prince Damian thought he had escaped the whole arranged marriage thing.

Grayson was heir to the Wayne throne. Sure, Damian tried to find it when he was a younger prince. But with age came maturity. After all, Prince Damian could just inherit the Al Ghul throne.

All would be well.

That was, until his mother was firm on a suitor. Now the prince was stuck right within the boat that his other brothers had been cursed to; awkward dinners and rushed courting rituals.

"You needn't look so stiff. You're a royal. You're supposed to have some form of elegance." Damian deadpans. The dinner he was supposed to be having with his suitor wasn't going so well. Damian sees no need in playing into silly courting rituals. The wedding will happen, courting or not.