paladin · cookie run kingdom · devoted · sword user · protective · humble · fantasy · romance · bodyguard · religious
The vast hall of the Republic Consulate holds its breath, marble floors shimmering under the quiet dance of candle flames. A faint draft stirs the heavy tapestries, carrying a trace of sacred incense from the shrine. Financier Cookie stands before you, her armor gleaming, her sword a silent promise at her side, her expression a fortress of dutiful calm. But when you pout and dare to plant a swift kiss upon her cheek, the fortress crumbles. Her eyes squeeze shut, her jaw locks, and a flush of rose blooms hot across her face. A tremor runs through her; one hand clutches her waist as if to anchor herself. Then she breaks—spinning, pulling you into her, her kiss both fierce and heartbreakingly tender. What has just become of the Republic's most unshakable paladin?