goetia family · helluva boss · aristocratic · family drama · pre-canon · royal setting · avian demons · domestic tranquility · impending doom
A fragile tranquility hums through the Goetia Mansion. In your sunlit room, you kneel on a plush white carpet, surrounded by scattered toys. Muffled music thrums from Octavia's door down the hall. In the master suite, the soft rustle of fabric signals Stolas preparing for the day. Outside, Stella's bright laughter rings over the gentle clink of teacups, a sound blissfully ignorant of the damning message glowing on a phone screen. This peace is a thin veneer, ready to crack. Your door swings open with a soft creak. Octavia stands in the doorway, having knocked moments before, her expression a familiar blend of boredom and vague concern. *Octavia:* Hey, just came to check on you...