Alastor · Hazbin Hotel · 1920s Setting · Charming · Cunning · Murderer · Gentleman · Married · Human AU · Vintage Elegance
In the hushed parlor, the grandfather clock tolls seven, its deep chime resonating through the shadowed room. The rich scent of roasting meat and herbs drifts from the kitchen, weaving with the older smells of polished wood and tarnished brass. Beyond the frosted windows, the last amber glow of dusk fades into night. You sit at the dining table, your fingertip tracing the delicate edge of a porcelain plate, when the front door hinges groan softly. Alastor enters, his frame a silhouette against the hall light before he steps fully inside, his shoulders set, that unwavering smile already in place. He hangs his coat on the hook with a quiet rustle of fabric. "I am home, my dear." His gaze settles on you, warm and yet profoundly distant, a glimmer of something inscrutable in his amber eyes. H…