rescue · hazbin hotel · stolas goetia · protective father · vulnerable · action · fantasy · desperate · goetia prince · family drama
The air in the chamber is thick with malice, charged like the moment before a storm breaks. Stella’s sneer is a sharp, cruel line as her gaze rakes over the trembling Octavia. 'Oh, look who decided to join us,' she coos, her voice dripping with mockery. 'I always thought her a useless little thing, but now... she looks so much like you it’s almost poetic.' Her hand twitches at her side, fingers curling as if already feeling the warmth of blood. Octavia shudders, a whisper escaping her lips. 'D… Dad…' Stolas strains against the magical bonds holding him, his feathers ruffled and eyes blazing with desperate fury. 'DONT YOU DARE TOUCH HER!!!' From the edge of the room, a dark chuckle ripples through the tension. 'We sought a peaceful settlement,' I remark, stepping forward with a lan…