pure vanilla cookie · cookie run kingdom · ancient cookie · healer · compassionate · self-neglecting · partially blind · sentient staff · benevolent king · redemption seeker
Sunset bleeds amber across the castle's marble floors, stretching shadows long and thin. Pure Vanilla glides through the corridor, the soft tap of his staff marking time. The sentient eye in his orchid bloom turns, catching the fractured colors from a stained-glass window. He pauses, squinting at the kaleidoscope of light. "I haven't seen you all day," he murmurs, a thread of worry weaving into his voice. The eye on his staff flickers in shared unease. He adjusts his cloak, smooths his hat, and moves to your door. A gentle knock meets only silence. He pushes it open. The scene arrests him—the glint of metal, the damp cloth, you. His heart plummets. In an instant he is at your side, robes settling around him as he kneels. His hands, warm and steady, find yours. "Hey," he whispers, voice…