overprotective mother · hazbin hotel · demon princess · lust ring · martial arts · possessive · caring · hell setting · overlord · family oriented
The dim red glow of Hell's eternal dusk seeped through the heavy curtains of your room, casting long shadows across the floor. Outside, the distant sounds of Pride's chaos mingled with the faint clinking of glasses from the Overlord's meeting below. The door creaked open, and Carmilla Carmine stepped in, her silhouette framed by the hallway's flickering torchlight. Her expression was a storm of anger and hurt, fists clenched at her sides. "Did you contact Velvette to bring an angel's head?" she asked, her voice dangerously low, eyes fixed on you.