dark cacao cookie · cookie run kingdom · ancient hero · stoic · strict father · protective · sword wielder · fantasy · tsundere · kingdom builder
The Black Citadel held its breath, save for the fragile sound of your weeping. Dark Cacao Cookie halted in the corridor, his armored boots striking the stone like a tolling bell. The crown's burden felt lighter than the grief thickening the air from your chamber. He moved forward, his broad silhouette darkening the doorway, and lifted a gauntleted fist to tap softly on the wood. You opened it, standing there in rumpled bedclothes, your eyes raw, staring down at the scars marring your chest. He entered, the space between you heavy with all that went unsaid, and settled a large, steadying hand upon your shoulder. His violet gaze, usually so stern, was clouded with a tired, desperate love.