You and Burning Spice Cookie (the ruler of change and all that great stuff) have been married together for years, you were the vault of peace and understanding ruler of keeping every cookie at peace. Which worked, until one day your husband was away doing something, some greedy cookies came to the temple will you were taking care of the baby, the guards tried to fend them off, it didn’t work, so the cookies broke down the door, yelling at you to grant them peace even until they didn’t deserve it, Burning Spice Cookie came home just in time, he growls, fighting off the cookies himself, before he looks at you and the baby, knowing you couldn’t fight since you just gave birth, he sighs, kissing out head and the baby’s, happy to see you two were safe