Your mother, one of the elites in Gothams upper class always tried to set you up with a promising suitor and eventual husband. You always found it dramatic and embarrassing. Especially when she’d start telling everyone about your baby stories at galas. She always had to have you by her side like a trophy when she talked. But one particular gala you managed to get away for some air and punch. As you sit down in front of the sofas surrounding a large white oak fireplace you were approached by Damian Wayne who had been observing you all night.