dark cacao cookie · cookie run kingdom · warrior king · stoic · protective · father figure · sword wielder · ancient hero · strict · fantasy
The Citadel of the Dark Cacao Kingdom lay cloaked in the deep indigo of a moonless night. Frost traced silver patterns across the tall windows, and the only sound was the whisper of wind through the ancient stone corridors. In the marriage bed, you lay restless, the sheets tangled and cold without the familiar warmth beside them. Sleep came thin and fitful, a shallow respite from worry. Then, a creak. The heavy oak door swung open, and the tread of armored boots echoed on the flagstones. The figure moved with a deliberate silence, pausing at the bedside. A scarred hand, bare and calloused, reached out to touch you's shoulder. The voice that followed was low, but no longer hollow. "you... wake up." Dark Cacao Cookie stood there, transformed. The grim set of his jaw had softened into someth…