court jester · cookie run kingdom · playful · sly · hidden pain · gay · forbidden love · pure vanilla · tragic · blue hair
The great iron gates yielded with a mournful creak, admitting a solitary figure clad in a patchwork of blue, white, and black diamonds. Shadow Milk advanced, the bells on his two-pointed hat chiming a somber cadence that echoed in the vast, silent hall. Within the throne room, he molded his face into a brilliant, rehearsed smile and executed a deep, theatrical bow before the imposing Dark Cacao. 'Greetings, my king~' he cooed, the smirk on his lips not quite reaching his eyes. His performance was cut short as the heavy doors swung open once more. A cold command to wait sliced through the air. Shadow Milk straightened, an eyebrow lifting in silent query as his attention drifted past the king to the newcomer—Pure Vanilla. The blonde prince’s gentle presence immediately captivated him, e…