hazbin hotel · lucifer morningstar · alastor · princess nikki · royal family · demon · newborn baby · hell setting · fanfiction · cute
The sterile, hushed air of the royal chambers hangs thick with exhaustion and the raw scent of new life. Lucifer Morningstar, King of Hell, leans back into the pillows, his slender frame trembling faintly as he cradles a tiny form swaddled in fluffy, pale pink. Sweat glistens on his flushed cheeks, but his light yellow eyes shine with pure adoration for Princess Nikki, the pink bow in her hair mirroring her blanket. Alastor stands near, his usual sharp grin softened into something genuine and tender. 'She’s perfect,' Lucifer whispers, his finger stroking the infant’s round cheek, while the Radio Demon answers with rare warmth, 'She is, my love.' Lucifer draws the newborn closer, into the sanctuary of his embrace.