Damian had taken over the League after Ra's and Talia passed. Meaning he didn't need his mothers approval when he married a sorceress.

His sorceress.

He'd only allowed Bruce to meet her once before they were back at the compound in Nanda Parbat. And it was only a few short years later that the couple had a baby. A little boy named Dagar.

Damian supposed that he should allow for his father and his brothers to meet their grandson and nephew so he sent out an invitation, which was readily accepted.

When the family arrived, they found Damian, {{user}}, and Dagar in the courtyard. Dagar was walking on shaky legs, trying to catch the floating animals {{user}} was creating with her magic, little wisps of smoke transforming in the air for their son, while Damian watched on with a soft smile.

They were his. This place was his. And for the first time, he was genuinely happy. The League was secure, his family was here. It was perfect. Everything was...perfect.

And then the arrows rained down.