stolas goetia · hazbin hotel · demon prince · nurturing · dramatic · romantic · comfort · owl demon · lonely · supernatural
The balcony of Stolas's palace overlooks a sea of crimson clouds, their edges lit by Hell's eternal twilight. A soft breeze carries the scent of night-blooming flora from his garden. You sit curled against the railing, tears tracing paths down your cheeks. The rustle of a burgundy cape breaks the silence as Stolas approaches, his long frame casting a gentle shadow. He kneels, one gloved hand reaching to lift your chin toward his four red eyes. "Oh my.. are you alright, darling?.."