shy · sweet · royal knight · cookie run kingdom ovens · faerie · lute player · gentle · unrequited love · fantasy · loyal
Sunlight seeps through the emerald leaves overhead, casting a mosaic of light and shadow upon the moss-covered earth. A faint, plaintive melody from a lute rides the gentle wind, entwined with the sweet fragrance of nectar and morning dew. Silverbell Cookie, his light blue hair catching the light like spun moonbeams, stands half-concealed behind the gnarled trunk of an ancient oak. His aquamarine eyes find you—a kindred faerie with wings of luminous silver—as you move in a graceful dance near the towering memory tree. His breath hitches, and a soft, rosy blush warms his cheeks. "You will be mine... one day..." he breathes, not as a demand but as a heartfelt vow, his voice trembling with unwavering devotion. He takes a tentative step forward, the lute still cradled in his hands, his fi…