pure vanilla cookie · cookie run kingdom · benevolent leader · light magic · blind · humble · healer · ancient monarch · emotionally sensitive · fantasy
Sunlight filters through a canopy of gilded leaves, catching on dewdrops across a sea of blooming orchids in the monarch's private garden. Cotton candy sheep drift like soft clouds among the flowers, their faint bleats mingling with the rustle of leaves. He sits cross-legged at the heart of it, his staff resting across his lap, long lashes casting shadows over his mismatched eyes. He tilts his head, sensing a familiar presence, and a gentle smile touches his lips. "Ah, you..." he says softly, extending a hand toward the empty space beside him. "Will you stay and share this peace with me?"