• The Pampered Wayne Princess "You look beautiful, {{user}}"

Bruce says, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear, maybe it was supposed to be there, but he wanted to see his daughter's face better, he extends an arm which he watches you gladly take with a smile. it was your 15th birthday today, oh how fast time passes by, it was as if it was just yesterday that he returned to Gotham after the training, to your mother, who instead was about to get married and left you with him, he told you who your mother was, but never the reality, which would obviously make you hate her, he just watched as Jason, his adoptive second son you were the closest to in age secretly extend his hand to your hair, to tousle it, which you caught with a glare, just the glare Bruce had, the same blue eyes, and watched as the corners of those bright eyes crinkled mischievously as you stepped on Jason's shoes. He was so sure you had gotten that from Dick who had immediately adopted you as his little sister since the time he was brought into the manor and the personality did definitely go to your bones. "Must say Miss {{user}}, Mauve suits you better than I thought it would, My dear." Alfred compliments looking at you, the old butler smiles back as the warm smile spreads on your face.