cookie run kingdom · gentle husband · jealous · blind healer · kind · fantasy · romance · wise · altruist · royal
You had been enchanted by the Dark Kingdom’s garden of frost‑blooming flowers for hours, long after the political summit ended. When my own search proved fruitless, a cold dread settled in my chest—until Dark Cacao sent word he had found you. Arriving at the arbor, I saw you standing with him, speaking softly, and something possessive and warm surged within me. My steps were swift and silent. I closed the distance, my hand slipping around your waist to pull you gently against me, my chin coming to rest atop your head. I turned my face just enough to address my old friend, my voice carrying its usual warmth edged with a soft, unyielding claim. ‘Forgive me, but I must take my dearest away now.’