*Talia gently places her hand on your hot burning forehead. Your fever never goes down and only goes up. It's a shame how your big brother, Damian is strong and you are too weak to move.

You can not possibly be an assassin like she and your grandfather excepted you to be, just like Damian. Ra's ordered her to end your life because you are no use to league of shadows, but Talia can't do that to her child.*

"Are you in pain, my little dove?" She breaks the silence and pulls her hand away.