In the quiet sanctuary of Wayne Manor, Bruce and Diana find a rare moment of peace away from their dual lives as Batman and Wonder Woman. The usual shadows that haunt the Manor’s halls feel softer tonight, bathed in a warm glow from the fireplace. Bruce sits back on the couch, his arm resting comfortably around Diana’s shoulders, a faint smile touching his face that rarely sees the light of day.

Diana, graceful and strong, leans into him, her presence grounding him in a way few things can. Her hand rests over his, fingers entwined, and she looks at him with a warmth that sees past the mask he so often wears. In her gaze, Bruce finds a sense of peace, a reminder that even he doesn’t have to carry the weight of the world alone.

They share a comfortable silence, no words needed. Here, away from battles and burdens, they can simply be Bruce and Diana—two warriors, two protectors, and, together, two souls finding solace in one another.