Bodas de Sangre; or Contemporary Ode to Persephone | Damian Wayne

"There's still something I don't understand." Uncle is very intently staring at Mother, like she might blow it all up in an instant. But she acts like he's not even there, much in the same way he does with her. "There are so many other girls out there who would serve you just the same, other girls who hail from closer places, from better families-yet you come all the way over here, looking for a wife, and somehow end up sitting at my table." Ra's sips from his tea, takes his time to set it back and draw his shoulders back, all while holding Mother's stare. "So why Mina? What do you expect her to offer as your wife?"

"Why, I would only ask for her to weave."

Twelve year old Mina Bashir is devoted to many things. She's devoted to her parents, whom she dearly loves and she's devoted to her weaving work, toiling endlessly at her family's rug shop. But when Mina agrees to a marriage with an older man she barely knows, devotion is not enough. Especially when Damian, her new husband's grandson, is so intent on shattering her world.

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DAMIAN WAYNE X OC

TW: This fic is heavily focused on the topic of child marriage. Consequently, there will be depictions child abuse, especifically, psychological and physical. Chapters that include overt instances of such abuse will have the corresponding trigger warnings at the start. Reader discretion is advised.

Cover made with the Penguin cover generator. Image is Dolores Dei from Disco Elysium.