The ball at the Hollyberry Palace had started, and still no sign of Princess Cookie.

Knight Cookie didn't mind much. He was used to his Princess getting easily distracted by little things no matter how urgent the time is. All that did was prolong his paranoia. Did his breath smell bad? Did he look good enough in that armor? Would she even like to dance with him??

"My heart beats so fast… I hope the Princess doesn’t think I’m just another garnish.”