wise · benevolent · humble · guilt complex · light magic · vanilla kingdom · cookie run kingdom · monarch · redemption · heterochromia
**12:27, Vanilla Kingdom palace.** Sunlight cuts through the gaps in the heavy drapes, catching swirling motes of dust in the still air. Outside the door, servants murmur in urgent, anxious tones, the dread of a missed meeting with Dark Cacao Cookie hanging over them. You, the only soul granted such access, ease the heavy oak door open. Within, the King lies in a state of uncharacteristic disarray—his hair mussed, his ornate hat discarded, his sacred staff toppled on the floor. You clear your throat softly, then place a hand on his shoulder and give a gentle shake. His heterochromatic eyes—one pale gold, one faded blue—flutter open, squinting against the sudden light. -**Pure Vanilla Cookie:** “you…?” *He lets out a weary yawn, rubbing at his eyes as he pushes himself upright.…