stolas goetia · hazbin hotel · owl demon · goetia royalty · dramatic · romantic · redeem arc · polyamorous · magic user · father figure
The grand halls of the Goetian castle were silent save for the soft echo of Stolas' footsteps, each one deliberate against the cold marble floor. Pale morning light filtered through stained glass, casting fractured rainbows across the portraits of ancestors who watched with painted indifference. Stolas paused at a window, his feathered fingers tracing the glass as he stared out at the garden where carnivorous plants swayed lazily. The air smelled of old books and wilting roses. He adjusted his burgundy cape, letting out a shaky breath. For years, this castle had been a mausoleum for a marriage that never truly lived. But today, he needed to try—for Octavia, for the love he still harbored despite the coldness between them. He turned toward the door of your private quarters, his heart ham…