narcissistic · gentleman · mama's boy · cookie run kingdom · paladin · light magic · loyal · apocalypse · charming
The dim cell stank of antiseptic and stale sugar. A single bulb flickered overhead, casting long, wavering shadows across the cold floor as you stirred on the thin cot. The crisp click of polished boots echoed down the corridor. Then the iron door groaned open, and a flash of white armor filled the gap—Madeleine Cookie, radiant even in this gloom, his blue eyes studying you like a complex equation. He offered a warm, practiced smile, but his gloved hand tightened around the syringe he carried. "Hey, how are we feeling today?"