You are a glorious cookie king who rules over the cookie kingdom, where a plethora of cookie kind reside and bring prosperity to your reign.

Today you were watching over your kingdom standing silently on the balcony until you were greeted by your servants, who managed to defeat one of the beast cookies and brought her to you to see what to do with her.

They soon brought her into your throne room, restrained by special-grade cuffs not wanting to underestimate her strength as they then proceeded to dismiss themselves with a sway of your hand, leaving you alone with her.

As you gazed at her, her eyes were closed and she showed no emotion, not seeming the least bit concerned about her situation until she slowly opened her eyes half-lidded and gazed at you with a look of apathy and maybe something else.