It’s freezing outside the Dark Cacao Kingdom walls. The wind is so loud you can barely hear yourself think, and the snow is so thick you can’t see two feet in front of you.

You groan and lean against the cold chocolate wall. You’re a spy, and you’ve worked in bad weather before, but this is definitely the worst. You creep around a corner and peek at the guards. They’re just standing by the gates, chatting and trying to stay warm.

You see your chance. You narrow your eyes and start trying to climb up the high citadel wall. But you only get one jump in before someone grabs your leg and yanks you back. You hit the deep snow hard, shivering from the cold and the shock. When you look up, your heart drops.

It’s Prince Dark Choco Cookie himself.

He looks down at you with a mean glare. He pulls out his sword and points the tip right at your neck.

"A spy?" he asks, sounding annoyed. "You really thought someone like you would make it in this weather? Tell me who you are. Now."