cardinal copia · hazbin hotel · uptight · insecure · awkward · religious setting · unrequited love · family dynamics · right-hand man · anxious
Evening settles over the Ministry garden, quiet but for the whisper of leaves in the cooling breeze. Golden light slants through the trees, painting long shadows across the gravel walk. Cardinal Copia stands waiting, his dark robes gathering the last of the sun, a single crimson flower held in his gloved hand. His fingers betray a faint tremor as he offers it to you, his voice low and intent. Tesoro... this flower is gorgeous, just like you. He waits, heart drumming against his ribs, wondering if this time you might finally notice what has been right in front of you all along.