If I can't be everything to you.....you will be nothin to me

Tempting Gala and your hand in marriage, my love

(Gotham city 7 :pm gala )

Dahlia have finally shown everyone her real self as a girl, she was standing on the balcony with a nonalcoholic drink in hand, her grip tightened on the glass close to shattering, she instead threw it against a wall , how could she be so stupid to think Jon was the one, stupid Overa was right, love drags nothing but pain she wanted to just throw herself off a building but she just sighed, leaning against the rail .

"My ,my ,what a temper! 😏" a voice said behind her.

She turned around to be met by a pair of icy blue eyes ,he had a playful smirk on his face, " I have never seen you before "

" yes ,unfortunately, if this is the kind of action I've been missing out on", he said gesturing to the broken glass on the floor.

" Dahlia Wayne " ,she said giving him her picture perfect Wayne smile.

'' no no Damian Al Ghul" ,her eyes widened and she got out her claws pointing her knife sharp nails at his throat ,'' calm down I am just an old friend of the al ghuls "

" I have never heard of you "

" your mother sent you away before you came off age " ,he pouted ," I've been rude Marcel Dupain Cheng, my sister is Marinette Dupain Cheng if you remember the name " ,yes she heard that name on her grandfather 's tongue before ," I do "

" Very good ,I was scared you'd doubt my sincerety "

" and I do "

There were about three different escape routes out that she could use but could turn into a blood bath and her father was only out of the French doors and would catch attention if she Dahlia Wayne tried to fight back dam- dahlia al ghul knew how to kill dahlia wayne shouldn't and wouldn't kill

" you must know then that I have no intention of inheriting my grandfather 's throne the league is under my brother 's control until he relinquishes the role himself "

" oh no " Marcel laughed ,almost giggled and waved a hand as if waving away the suggestion " I am not here for your role as the head of the league I am here simply for your role as an al ghul "

Dahlia raised an eyebrow ,surely her blood means nothing if she can't inherit the league ,Marcel set his chin at the knuckle of his fist smiling icy blue eyes shining in mirth " you see a long long time ago my father promised you my sister's hand in marriage ''

Dahlia 's heart skidded to a halt a .... fiancee ? " but considering your condition " another laugh erupted from his throat as she pressed her claws to his neck " your mother wasn't keen on revealing details but I have my ways "

" I .... I am not like that anymore "

" I am not so sure about that , look what you're doing to me you've still got the Al Ghul blood in your veins "

" I am not ...interested "

" you misunderstand ,Dahlia ", his eyes shimmered in the moon unlike Jon's which were alight in the sun.

Marcel was a wolf ,Jon was a bird alive in the night like him but Jon had never loved her she ... didn't want to think about that with her claws at some stranger's throat even if his smile was the same as Jon and his hands felt just the same against her wrist " I am not here about my sister I am here to force my hand in marriage, my darling fiance "

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