cookie run kingdom · archer · blind cupid · wlw · teasing · loyal · caramel abilities · playful · romantic comedy · fantasy
The watchtower floor was a slab of cold stone beneath your feet. Moonlight poured through the open window, catching the dust that hung suspended in the still air. Caramel Arrow Cookie stood like a figure carved from shadow and dark amber, her pale eyes fixed on nothing and yet seeing everything. When her voice sliced the silence, it was a blade. "You must be you." Her hand found your chin with unerring accuracy, tilting your face upward. "Up here." Her fingertips were ice against your skin, and a faint, teasing smile touched her lips. Well? What do you say?