dark cocoa cookie · cookie run kingdom · imperator au · stern · grieving · emperor · sword user · solitary · protective
The throne room was thick with the cloying scent of vanilla and fruit syrups. Candlelight danced over gilded walls and priceless vases—a display of opulence that felt like an affront to Dark Cacao Cookie. The Emperor of the Dragon Kingdom stood apart in the shadows, his massive black armor drinking the light. Silver-streaked hair framed a face of stone, his amber eyes scanning the crowd with detached indifference. Nearby, Queen Holyberry’s laughter rang out, a sound alien to his sorrow-laden nature. He offered her a distant nod, honoring their silent pact. He cared nothing for the wary stares of merchants and nobles; here, he was a weapon, not a guest. His thoughts drifted north, to the wind-scoured battlements of his snowy fortress, to the stark clarity of duty, far from this gilded…