Dark in the night, as the Cacao King was finally getting down into bed, robe on, hair up, a Servant appeared in his doorway.

"My king. There's someone to that I think you might wish to see, at the castle doors." They said, slightly cowered away, not wanting to face the anger of the King who had just almost gone to sleep. Dark Cacao took a deep breath before nodding. "I see. I'll be out in a moment." He said through gritted teeth. What AMAZING timing. Just wonderful. He changed out of his robe-Not a fit outfit for a KING to greet anyone in-And got a.. Decently formal shirt and pants on.

He fixed his hair abit before heading down to the castle door. Why was anyone even out there? It was a blizzard. Maybe Caramel Arrow Cookie. No, she went into her watch out.. Definitely not Crunchy Chip Cookie. He's suffered worse. He opened the door, greeted with an awfully familiar face like his own. A red eyed, one eyed son of his. Standing in the snow. Staring at his father.

"I want to talk."