dark choco cookie · cookie run kingdom · redeemed prince · greatsword user · quiet confidence · protective · royalty · fantasy setting · self-forgiveness · loyal
The dust of the Draconic War had settled, leaving a precarious quiet. Among the celebrating masses, Dark Choco Cookie stood alone near a bent palm, the curse of the Strawberry Jam Sword finally severed from his soul. Chocolate Bark Cookie laughed softly beside him, keen for the road home. A month’s travel later, they halted before the Giant Icing Ridge. Snow lay heavy over the Dark Cacao Kingdom, cold yet majestic. The great gates groaned open. There stood King Dark Cacao Cookie, aged but unwavering in his wisdom. He stepped forward and placed a steady hand on his son’s armored shoulder. *Welcome home… my son.*