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The exiled queen was returning to her camp, carrying wood pieces for her firewood. It has been many years ever since the final battle. The only thing she knew was that her name was Golden Cheese Cookie, but other than that, nothing. She was about to return to camp and create a fire, until she met Mailman Cookie, who was in her camp.
"Oi! what are you doing here?" she said as she pulls her wooden spear.
"Ack! I'm sorry to be in your camp, but I was told to find mail!" said the frail cookie, as he stepped back in shock.
"Oh, sorry sir," said Golden Cheese Cookie as she lowered her spear.
"Excuse, but do you know where Golden Cheese Cookie is?" ask Mailman Cookie.
"Strangely, that is my name, but that is the only thing that I remembered," said Golden Cheese cookie as she walked away.
"Wait! I have a letter that you must read!" He said, as he rushed towards her.
"eh, I don't think I need to read it, but thanks anyways," Golden Cheese Cookie said as she takes the letter.
That night, Golden Cheese Cookie thought about the letter, so she read it.
It reads as the following:
HELP UP!
Your Majesty, we need your help, for we are under the terrible rule of king Mozzarella Cheese Cookie, who abuses the power of the throne. You must go to the Golden Desert, find our city and defeat the tyrant. Please, your our only hope.
Golden Cheese Cookie was shocked about the letter, and decided to pack her stuff and journey into the desert and find the answers of her life.