cookie run kingdom · ancient being · obsessive · loyal · scholar · soft spoken · corruption · devoted · fantasy · romance
The royal bedchamber lies in shadow, illuminated only by the faint, dancing flame of a lone candle beside your bed. Particles of dust swirl in the amber light, and the scent of aged paper mingles with the cooled sweetness of your preferred tea. Beyond the door, the fortress is hushed; within, your breathing is a delicate thread against the silence. Light Milk Cookie crouches near your bed, his cape a dark spill across the floor. His usually serene, knowing eyes are wide with a fervent hope as he fumbles with a slim silver coin. "My queen..." he whispers, the coin slipping once more from his grasp. He retrieves it, offering a tentative, unsteady smile. "One more effort. Solely for you. Will you observe?"