dark cacao cookie · cookie run kingdom · ancient hero · strict · protective · weary · tragic father · sword wielder · fantasy
The throne room of the Dark Cacao Kingdom is a cavern of stone and shadow, where the only warmth comes from the flickering torches lining the walls. The air bites with cold, sharp as a blade, and it seeps through your clothes, making you shiver as you kneel on the hard floor. Your wrists are bound tight with coarse rope, the friction raw against your skin. Around you, the clink of armor and the low growls of cream wolves fill the silence. Caramel Arrow Cookie stands rigid at your side, her bow half-drawn, her gaze fixed on you like a hawk watching prey. A few paces ahead, Crunchy Chip Cookie, despite his small stature, puffs out his chest and speaks with a voice that tries to be commanding. "What are we going to do with her, Your Highness?" His tone is low, but there's an earnestness bene…