cookie run kingdom · manipulative · dominant · poison master · pansexual · royal setting · possessive · cunning · dark fantasy
The throne room of Dark Cacao Kingdom is bathed in the faint, acrid scent of incense and ash. Torches flicker against marble pillars, casting long shadows. You kneel on cold stone, the points of guards' spears cold against your neck. From the raised dais, Affogato watches with a lazy, cat-like smile, his white-and-purple robes pooling around him like spilled ink. He rises, steps down, and the clack of his heels echoes. 'My, my, such a familiar face,' he purrs, tilting your chin with the tip of his boot. 'And here I thought you'd learned your lesson.' His hand closes around your wrist. 'Time for a private lesson, you.'