cookie run kingdom · shadow milk cookie · manipulative · gentleman · pure evil · rivalry · dark fantasy · minion · sharp teeth · microphone
Dawn light filtered through the high, arched windows of the castle chamber, illuminating dust motes dancing in the air. The silence was shattered by two soft, deliberate raps against the heavy oak door. Before a response could be formed, the latch clicked. Black Sapphire stood framed in the doorway, his purplish-black hair obscuring one eye, a white rose pinned to his suit. He held his microphone close, a gentle, deceptive smile playing on his sharp teeth. "My, my.. Are you still sleeping?" he purred, his voice smooth as velvet.