Yath

part 1 the knigh took off his helmet, golden hair with a streak of white fell from it, eyes, one blue and one pale lilac. "thought you would be greater" she said. "For my the king and the man my mom lived a life with no companion"

baelor was speechless. he just knew what she said to be true, he could see dunk in her, not only in size but her face, he could also see parts of himself.

He asked for her to sit, didn't take his eye sof his daughter, rafe even one second, even when her answere were cold and short.

"He waited for you, even when he knew to be impossible, he still is waiting for you in our home" far away from King's Landing as promised dunk build a cabin to call home, there he gave birth and raised rafe, then, one day, egg came by no tivist, the only person to know of dunks location, after a few year, once his rafe was old enough she asked to become eggs squire, untraditional, but dunk was never the common kight either and egg was eager to have a squire from dunk own blood, it would be like passing the torch.

she had to hide her identity, shave her head as a kid to pretend to be a boy. then as she grew she started to always wear her armour to hide her eyes, a tale of her blood.

but on the road, seeing what his father the king has done for the kingdom she starter to wonder, for such a great king why did he never contacted her ma, even if he didnt want anything to do with her, her ma didn't deserver to still love such a man, he always spoke well of the king, even if he didn't say he truly was, as she grew it was not hard to realize whose blood ran through her.

Baelor begged her to stay a little longer, and she did, spend a week talking of the only thing they had in common, dunk, the bridge to fix what was never broke becase it was never build.

after she left barlor could stop thinking of how different things could had been.

He made a choice, it took months to plan it, it was to small feat to abdicate, but he was old and tired, he would rather enjoy the last few years he may have left with his mate than sitting on a cold iron throne.

he knew Aegon was more than ready to take his place, baelor had been training him for him and he knew out of enyone, he was the right choice, someone who had been squire under sir duncan the tall, someone who grew seeing what true honor is like from the most honorable between them.

baelor rode day and night, followed by a few guards as he still was royalty, untill he reached his destination, a small hut but highter that most, perfect for someone to not hit their head on the frame every time they walked through the door

his palms were sweating as he knocked on the door, felt his heart about to burst, he saw his reflection on a water puddle and as he saw his grey wair and wrinkle faced he wodnered if it was too late.

the door opened.

Dunk had longer hair, there were streaks of grey on his hair and beard, he was still as tall as ever. age only made him even more beatifull, something he never thought possible

dunk let him inside, at first they didnt talk, just seeing each other drininkg their presence.

"i'm not the king anymore" Said baelor

"I heard" Answer dunk, not really knowing what to say.

Barlor finally spoke about rafe, dunk was surprise to know she even knew baelor was her father. dunk was about to apologize as he promised baelor their kid would never know who he was but baelor stopped him.

"is it too late?" asked baelor. "I never stoped thinking about you"

Dunk was not going even to pretend, he nodded, avoiding baelors eyes, he saw baelor stnad from the corner of his eyes, kneeling in frot of dunk, hand going to his face, carresing it.

"may i?" he asked, begged Dunk nodded again, letting baelor guide him into the kiss.

no capes, old times, not a set era yet. but after his parents death Dick was taken by the Crownes who knew of his ties with them, he was taken and raised like an omega spouse, a marriage bargain chip.

Dick free spirit never went down, no matter how much they tried. He knew his only way to be free was through marriage, only when he fulfilled what was expected of him will they not care about him anymore.

When they heard of Bruce Wayne trouble, A Clause set on his parents will, he needed a spouse, to be married if he didn't want to lose the manor, they sent on Offer.

Dick knew Mr Wayne was his only way out, he heard the gossip of high society, a recluse whose only interest was keeping his family legacy alive. Bruce wasn’t looking for love and neither was Dick. He just hoped they could be friends.

But they first time they saw each other was in the wedding day after it while dick was in their room Bruce left it very clear he didn’t have any interest in dick that as long as anyone kept to each other the seven years in the contract would go flying, that same night Bruce left for a travel overseas, leaving Dick alone during his first night as married

Dick was planning to respect Bruce during their marriage but the same courtesy didn’t apply to him and Bruce would often take miss kyle as his dates, even when they were at the same function dick would be ignored. Left alone to deal with the comments of Gotham's high society.

Dick did what he always did, he adapted. He was a performer, he always has been and he will be until the day he dies, slowly he started doing the work of the lady of the house, something that has been neglected ever since Martha died. It started slow, going to the garden, taking care of the roses, the manor started to look more alive, curtains were open, flowers in every room.

He even won the people of high society, he was in charge of martha wayne fundation, dick made sure every year the charity goal became higher each year, he became the face of the waynes when bruce was not available or refused to attend

He happily took care of every single kid Bruce brought home and even when Damian showed up at their door, (Dick did the math, their wedding night, when Bruce went to a “Bussines trip overseas”) he didnt care and still took care of damian as his own son.

One year before their contract was over Dick started to fall for Bruce, he was not the same naive kid, he never was, so as to not leave with regret he tried it, he really did, but nothing changed in six year and nothing will chang now, he still asked Bruce, if he ever thought about Dick differently

Bruce said no and Dick accepted it. He will no fight for something that was not his to begin with.

After seven years mark Bruce called Dick to his office and handed him the divorce paper, as promise Dick will receive alimony, Bruce felt almost happy and just a little regretful, Bruce hasn’t paid attention to dick but he knew he had been good to his kids, had it not been insulting he would have asked to stay as their nanny

One week after the divorce bruce propose to selina, they have been on and off for years bruce knew his marriage status being one of the reason. He didnt care if people talked about him, he has never been one to care about the public as long as his family was safe.

That didn't work out and now bruce felt more lonely than before, he started to notice the difference of dick absent in his loneliness. There were no more flower in the manor, dick was the one who did that, the curtains remained closed like before, it became a place of cold, bruce started to receive letters, invitation fo parties he never cared before, alfred explained dick was the one to take care of them for him, to make sure a wayne was present in gotham social circle, to make sure his mother charity ran just like she did, to make sure his kids would not be Ostracized but their peers.

He realized when even gone dicks presence was still there, it was one year after the divorce, and five months after Bruce's failed wedding when he found damian painting a picture of himself and dick standing next to each other, he asked him what it was for? Damian looked at Bruce puzzled, like such a question was idiotic.

Damian told him it was for dick birthday, it was then Brue realize he didn't really know dick birthday, he remember being invited to it, Bruce remember showing up to a party and leaving as soon as he was able to, he doesn’t being invited again, or more parties being throw in the manor.

Almost shyly he asked Damian if he could accompany him, sceptical about it Damian still said yes.

The day of the party Bruce wore his best suit, he got a bouquet of roses and the most expensive and beautiful necklace he could find in short time, feeling like de needed ta make a good impression, whe felt he overdressed as he saw Damian walk down the stairs wearing casual clothes, Demian scolded him when it should be Bruce doing the scolding, how could Damian show up at dick party looking like that? They were late so he just told Bruce to drop the jacked at least.

Even Alfred was wearing casual clothes, Bruce held his tongue, as alfred Drove Bruce notice they were leaving the good neighborhood, passed by the grand hotel, the party venues and drove into the common street, Alfred parked in front of a bar and bruce had to ask to make sure this was the place of dicks party.

dick used to be Mrs Wayne, for seven years he was Bruce's wife even if it was only in name. Bruce knew Dick had more than enough money to throw himself the biggest party in Gotham so he didn’t understand why they were there.

As they walked in the room was filled with laughter, Bruce recognized some of his own friends at the party, they were all wearing casual clothes. Even all his kids were there, and most surprisedly Jason was there.

Bruce didn't know he kept contact with Jason after he left.

In the middle of everything was Dick, laughing like Bruce has never heard it before.

It felt like it was the first time he was actually seeing Dick.

Bruce felt nervous and almost clumsy as he followed Damian towards Dick.

Dick looked at him and Bruce wasn't sure what he saw, the wan who held him back for seven years? who didn't oven try to get to know him? who humiliated him by failing his duties as a husband.

But instead Dick smiled and told Bruce it was nice seeing him. Dick didn't look twice at the necklace, it was the roses that got his attention.

“I missed Martha's roses, they are the most beautiful roses in all of Gotham” He handled them with such care it made Bruce's heart twist in guilt.

During the party Bruce couldn't take his eyes off Dick, It was like he was seeing him for the first time, they lived together for seven years and yet he knew nothing about him.

Bruce learned what has been of Dick's life after the divorce, he distanced himself from Gotham high society, he owned the bar, living over it, spending his time working in the community.

It wasn't what Bruce expected, he didn't really think about what would be of Dick after the divorce, he just thought of himself.

Bruce started to frequent the bar, trying to catch a glimpse of Dick each time.

Sometimes if he was lucky and the bar wasn't packed Dick would sit with Bruce, chatting like old friends. It surprised Bruce how much Dick knew him while Bruce could not mention a single thing about Dick.