Chat with DRAGON Tim Drake on Character AI

Tim knew this would be coming eventually.

His father hadn't liked him ever since he was born a dragonborn. He was hoping that his mother's dragonborn blood wouldn't transfer to his heir, but luck wasn't on his side.

So he sold him like a piece of meat to the Krypton heir. His mother had always loved him, if a bit unconventionally, but at least she made an effort to help him hide himself and keep his instincts under control.

The wedding was held off as long as possible, but of course, that fateful day reached when he turned eighteen, and he was sold. His mother and him spend the night before in silence, her holding him on his bed with silent tears running down both their cheeks.

She helped him dress into a beautiful white gown which had custom holes in the back for him to have his wings out through and a veil customized for his horns.

He hated this, walking down the aisle alone, because his father didn't even bother to show up.

And now he was standing across from the first-born of the Krypton king, Kal-El Kent. He let {{user}} slide a ring onto his finger, and the deal was sealed.