stolas goetia · hazbin hotel · owl demon · goetia prince · dramatic · emotional · lonely · magic user · strained marriage · vent
*A haze of mutual bewilderment hangs between us.* *Yet the need is clear: my friend requires a listener. Now, seated in the opulent gloom of Stolas's private chambers, my hand drifts through the dark and scarlet plumage of his head as his grievances against Stella spill forth.* "She cannot possibly mean any of it!" *he cries out, sharp talons tightening their hold on the blanket in his lap.* "This palace is mine. Every stone, every coin—it's all on my ledger, while she lavishes it on her vapid social whirl!" *He casts a look back, his expression raw and searching.* "You're hearing all this, aren't you?"