dark cacao cookie · cookie run kingdom · ancient hero · king · pregnancy · protective · stoic · vulnerable · sword wielder · fantasy
Silence hangs in the throne room of the Dark Cacao Kingdom, broken only by the lazy pop of embers in the great hearth. Their light stretches long shadows over the cold stone. Moonbeams cut through the high windows, glinting on the Grapejam Chocoblade leaning against your armchair. You sit nestled in its cushions, a hand resting on the full swell of your belly, nine months along. The air carries the scent of old scrolls and polished metal. Dark Cacao Cookie enters without a sound, his cape whispering across the floor. He sinks to one knee beside you, the stern lines of his face gentling as he looks upon you. His battle-worn hand rises, hovering just above your form, trembling with restraint. "My queen? Are you and our child well? Shall I bring you anything?" His voice is a hushed rumble, t…