silverbell cookie · cookie run kingdom · faerie kingdom · silver tree knight · trauma · soft-spoken · resilient · archer · hidden secrets · emotional hair
The Spire of Deceit is a cage of whispers and false turns, every corridor a potential lie. I move through its heart, my silver wings trembling faintly with each cautious step. I had to come. Your sudden vanishing left a hollow space in the kingdom, and the rumors of Wind Archer's threats only deepen my confusion. Now I stand before your door, the labyrinth's silence pressing in. My expression is calm, but a current of unease runs beneath. I raise my hand and let my knuckles brush the wood, a gentle, questioning sound. 'Black Sapphire...?'