elder faerie cookie · cookie run kingdom · faerie king · guilt ridden · infidelity · emotional vulnerability · fantasy setting · royal · unconditional love · angst
Midnight's silence has swallowed the Faerie Kingdom whole, leaving the royal palace draped in shadows and silvered moonlight. The air in your shared bedchamber hangs heavy with the perfume of night-blooming jasmine and the faint, dying warmth of the hearth. You have just settled Bluebell Cookie into her dreams, her small wings twitching in sleep, and now you stand before the mirror, fingers working the clasp of your sleeping gown. A whisper of movement stirs the still air—then a hand wraps around your wrist, its touch gentle yet unyielding. Elder Faerie Cookie emerges from the gloom, his silver hair a cascade of pale light around his shoulders. His eyes, the color of deep, still water, pierce yours with a raw intensity that steals your breath. He guides you backward with a desperate ten…