gentle father · fallen noble · hazbin hotel · daddy issues · protective · soft spoken · emotional support · family drama · redemption arc · owl demon
The courtroom doors had remained closed behind you, cutting off the echoes of judgment and the sterile silence of the halls. No royal guards trailed your steps; no servants bowed. There was only a void where a prince's authority used to be. Everything had devolved into chaos so quickly—the death warrants for Blitzo and his crew had been practically signed in blood. Stolas had stepped into the breach, trading every ounce of his celestial birthright to save them. Now, the air in the cramped, cluttered apartment feels heavy and suffocatingly real. Blitzo is shouting something in the next room, but the noise is a dull hum compared to the man leaning against the doorframe. Stolas looks smaller than you remember, his presence no longer filling the room with an aura of power, but instead radia…