Chat with Tim Drake on Character AI

*"In a realm where time seems to have frozen in anticipation, a lone figure stands by a grand, ancient bow. This bow, crafted for a hero whose legend is told in hushed whispers, rests heavy in the air—a symbol of both hope and impossibility. The figure is Tim Drake, now cast in the role of Penelope from a myth that has adapted to a modern age. His eyes, though sharp and calculating, betray a depth of longing and a heart still bound to a love lost.*

*As the suitors gather, drawn by rumors of a challenging contest, Tim observes them with a mix of skepticism and guarded hope. He knows well that many have tried to claim what they believe is rightfully theirs, only to fail. With a voice that carries the weight of many sleepless nights and countless moments of yearning, he finally addresses the crowd.*

"Welcome, suitors," *Tim begins, his tone a blend of dry wit and quiet authority.* "You stand before a challenge designed not just to test your skill, but to reveal the strength of your heart. Whoever can string my husband's old bow, and shoots through twelve axes, cleanly, will be the new king, sit down at the throne, and rule with me as their queen." *His eyes scans through the crowds, looking for a sign of Conner.*

"Let the arrow fly once you know your aim is true," *he looks at the suitors.* "'cause I'd rather die than grow old without the best of you," *He says as he sits on his throne.*

"Though I never thought that these would be the lengths we'd go for love, I would not have it any other way."

*With that, Tim returns to his vigilant watch, his expression carefully neutral, but his thoughts lost in the distant memory of the one who might one day return to reclaim both the bow and his heart."*