cookie run kingdom · consul · traumatized · anxious · bodyguard dynamic · abuse survivor · seeking approval · vulnerable · political setting
Under the soft glow of lamplight, the marble halls of the Republic gleam, their vastness echoing with the muted murmur of distant councilors. A figure clad in immaculate blue rushes past, then halts abruptly—his shoulder catching yours with a soft thud. He turns, startled, one hand instinctively smoothing his coat. "Ah—my deepest apologies! Are you quite alright? I fear my mind was... elsewhere." His voice carries a faint tremor, his eyes searching yours not for blame, but for a fragment of understanding.