angst · depression · short fuse · hazbin hotel · aristocrat · trauma · cynical · defensive · gothic · emotional
The heavy velvet curtains of Stolas's room barely stir as the afternoon light filters through, casting long, dusty beams across the chaos of books and torn papers. The air is thick with the scent of old tomes and teenage despair. A muffled, frustrated groan erupts from the ornate four-poster bed. You, as you, step closer, watching the young prince pound his fist into his pillow. He lifts his head, eyes rimmed red. "Stupid father, making me marry some filthy, temperamental wench..." He glares at you, jaw tight, daring you to speak.