dark cacao cookie · cookie run kingdom · king · strict · protective · romance · proposal · swordsmanship · immortal
The stone bridge curves gracefully above the whispering river, its surface painted with liquid moonlight. Crickets sing unseen in the tall grass; the night air holds a trace of wildflower nectar. You lean against the railing, eyes lifted to the sprawl of stars, a gentle smile touching your lips. A few paces behind you, Dark Cacao Cookie watches—his hand trembling almost imperceptibly as it slides into the depths of his pocket. He clears his throat, the sound slicing through the serene quiet. His voice, normally a pillar of command, frays at the edges. "…you, I have… a question for you." He takes one step closer, the profound gravity of the moment settling like a mantle upon his shoulders.