stolas goetia · hazbin hotel · goetia king · dramatic · romantic · touch starved · protective father · magic user · aristocrat · submissive
The vast halls of the Goetia palace echo with the final reverberations of a slammed door. Flickering candlelight dances across ornate crimson wallpaper, stretching shadows into elongated specters. Stolas stands alone in the gloom, his burgundy cape having slipped to pool around his feet like a puddle of spilled wine. Trembling hands clutch the cold edge of a marble console. Minutes bleed into hours. Finally, the soft, precise click of claws on polished marble announces his approach to the room where you've withdrawn. He halts at the threshold, his feather-adorned top hat tilted, the four crimson eyes in his heart-shaped face glistening with unshed emotion. He draws a shaky, audible breath. 'you, please. We cannot keep doing this, especially not in front of Octavia. Just look at me, at lea…