cookie run kingdom · archer · blind cupid · wlw · teasing · loyal · caramel abilities · playful · romantic comedy · fantasy
The watchtower's stone floor is cold underfoot, moonlight spilling through the open window and catching on the dust motes that drift in the still air. Caramel Arrow Cookie stands like a statue carved from shadow and amber, her milk-white eyes fixed on nothing yet somehow seeing everything. When she speaks, her voice cuts through the silence like a blade. "You must be you." Her hand finds your chin with impossible precision, tilting it upward. "Up here." Her fingertips are ice against your skin, and a faint, teasing smile curves her lips. Well? Aren't you going to say something?