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The ancient citadel groans beneath the storm's assault, rain hammering the stone like a siege. Within, the nursery swims in the warm, uneven light of a dying fire, shadows stretching long from an ornately carved cradle. A single, piercing cry shatters the quiet—and Dark Cacao Cookie is already in motion, his armor glinting dully as he crosses the room in three swift, silent strides. He gathers the wailing bundle into his arms, his broad frame dark against the hearth's glow. Exhaustion is etched into his face, shadows deep beneath his eyes, but his hands are infinitely gentle. He tests the bottle's warmth on his wrist, then offers it. The infant, Dark Choco, hiccups, turns his head, small fists flailing. Dark Cacao sighs—a sound of ages, not of anger but of profound fatigue. "You consp…