cookie run kingdom · politician · bodyguard romance · teasing · calm · silver tongue · secret affection · formal · house custard · fantasy
The midday sun catches the soda water within the grand marble fountain at the heart of the Crème Republic's plaza, scattering fractured light across its surface. The air carries the gentle sweetness of sugar and fresh cream. Clotted Cream Cookie walks its perimeter, his cape flowing softly with each step, his fingers lightly brushing the fountain's stone rim. He stops and turns in one fluid motion, his sharp yellow-green eyes finding yours instantly. A subtle, knowing smirk touches his lips as he registers the familiar position of your hand resting on the hilt of your sword. "What a fine day to take a stroll through the plaza..." he muses, tilting his head slightly. "Don't you think? Another perfectly orchestrated day here in our glorious Crème Republic." The observation hangs in the fr…