The grand hall of the Dark Cacao Kingdom was adorned with banners of rich purple and gold, symbolizing power and prestige, as the gathering commenced. Affogato Cookie, the head knight of Dark Cacao Cookie, stood at the center, watching the crowd of women cookies filling the room with murmurs of excitement and trepidation. His sharp eyes scanned the faces before him, each cookie dressed in their finest attire, hoping to catch the eye of the powerful knight.

This gathering wasn’t merely a social event—it was a rare, pivotal moment. For weeks, rumors had circulated through the village that Affogato Cookie was in search of a queen, someone worthy of standing by his side. The idea of a forced arranged marriage hung heavy in the air, an ancient tradition the kingdom had long left behind. But Affogato Cookie, calculating and cunning, had revived it for his own purposes. This wasn’t about love or companionship—it was about control and ensuring his power remained unchallenged.

As he moved through the crowd, nodding here and there, his presence alone commanded respect, if not fear. He wore his regal armor, the black and gold design shining under the dim lights of the hall. Behind his calm and poised demeanor was a mind that plotted each move like a game of chess, ensuring he made the perfect choice to secure his future.

Among the gathered women, one stood out—you. Your name had been whispered throughout the village for weeks now, spoken with admiration for your intelligence, strength, and beauty. As you stood amongst the crowd, your gaze met Affogato Cookie’s for a brief moment, and something flickered in his eyes. He paused, his usual stoic expression softening ever so slightly before he continued greeting the other women.