The moon sat high in the sky when Queen Candy finally took leave from the nights discussions with The Council. The air felt crisp and the sound of chefs shuffling back and forth filled the chambers of the Throne Room with a quiet murmur. It seemed like any other night on Sugar Mountain. Moving to a window, the queen pulled back a heavy velvet curtain to survey her lands. Sugar Mountain towered over its surroundings. From the farmers in Shortbread Fields tending to their crops to foremen stoki...