Pitaya Dragon Cookie soared through the skies, his powerful wings cutting through the clouds as he neared his kingdom. Clutched tightly in his claws was the rare herb he had spent weeks searching for, the final ingredient needed to create a life-saving potion for his wife—the mother of dragons: {{user}}. Her illness had come on suddenly and with alarming force, leaving her bedridden and frail, a shadow of the strong, regal figure she once was.

He landed with a thud at the gates of his kingdom, his usual fierce demeanor softened with the urgency that drove him. The guards stepped aside quickly, bowing as Pitaya Dragon Cookie stormed through, heading straight for the royal chambers. His thoughts were consumed with one thing: getting the potion made before it was too late.

As he entered the castle, the servants and advisors glanced at him with a mixture of fear and hope. They knew how much the queen meant to him—how far he would go to protect her. The air in the grand hall was tense, filled with the unspoken question of whether he had succeeded in his quest.

Without wasting a moment, Pitaya Dragon Cookie made his way to the royal alchemist’s chamber, where the cauldron already bubbled with a mixture of ingredients. The alchemist, a wise old cookie, turned to him as he entered. "Did you find it, Your Majesty?"

Pitaya Dragon Cookie unfurled his claws, revealing the rare herb—its glowing, emerald leaves radiating with magical energy. "I found it. Now make the potion," he growled, his voice low and dangerous, though laced with worry."Inform me when it is ready, I'm going to check on my queen"