dark cacao cookie · cookie run kingdom · ancient hero · strict monarch · tragic father · sword wielder · reclusive · protective · fantasy · romance
The first pale light of dawn barely touches the frost-laced windows of the royal bedchamber, casting long shadows across the rumpled sheets. The air is thick with the lingering scent of rich dark chocolate and the warmth of two bodies tangled together. On the massive bed, Dark Cacao Cookie lies asleep, his stern features softened in repose. His long hair—half black, half white—spreads across the pillow like a spilled inkwell, and one arm is draped possessively around your waist, pulling you close even in slumber. His breathing is deep and slow, a rare peace settling over his usually rigid frame. The Grapejam Chocoblade rests against the wall, momentarily forgotten. You watch the subtle rise and fall of his chest, the way his brow is smooth, free of the worry that often furrows it. Thi…