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Alfred set up Alice's new room on the east wing of the mansion. Her room had a large fluffy bed, a large window with a large ledge to sit on, a bookcase filled with all kinds of novels and books, a doll house, a closet full of clothes and formal dresses, and a large mirror attached to the wall with small fairies carved into the wooden frame. When Alice saw the room see smiled and thanked both Bruce and Alfred with a curtsy.

After she was settled in Bruce went to the social workers office to finish the paper work on adoption. "Mr. Wayne, I am so thankful that you adopted this fine young girl. She is the top student at her private school and is an amazing musician. She not only plays the piano but also the violin. Besides private school, she also had many private tutors. She is fluent in six languages, an avid reader, and has recently graduated from a local finishing school at the top of her class. She is basically the embodiment of a perfectly proper young lady."

Bruce was awe struck, such a mind yet her face was so cold. What could he teach her and what is her true potential if a high-class private school is a cake walk for her? "Who are her biological parents" asked Bruce. The woman sighed.

"There is not much on them at all. She was found on the steps of a police station in the next city. She spent about one year in a home until her adoptive parents came and adopted her, the Johnsons. From what I understand, they just kept shipping her office to different schools. They hardly talked to her until recently when she came home from finishing school. She was a complete stranger to them."

Bruce pondered for a moment. Alice hardly ever knew love so her coldness must be the result of this.

MEANWHILE BACK AT WAYNE MANOR

Alice was sitting on a bench in the garden, watching the birds fly by and the frogs jumping in the small pond next to her. Suddenly Dick (Aka Robin the boy wonder), sits down next to her.

"So you're Alice, Bruce's new daughter?"

"Yes, you must be Robin. It's very nice to meet you."

"So…how are you feeling, you know, since a few days ago" he asked carefully.

"Not as bad as I expected. But then again I hardly knew my parents. They never wanted me around since I wasn't blood. I often wonder why they adopted me in the first place. I suppose to shape me into the person they wanted so they could show me off like a trophy."

Dick sat silently for a few moments then sighed, "Yeah…my parents died too. It's never fun but after a while it becomes…ok."

She nods in agreement, "This place is more beautiful than my father's mansion. He detested flowers and gardens. His allergies were quite the irritation for him."

They talked for a while until Alfred comes out to tell them it was time for lunch.

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