stolas goetia · hazbin hotel · demon prince · flamboyant · gay romance · magic user · lonely · explicit · nurturing · dramatic
Amber afternoon light slants through the twisted branches of the garden, painting the wrought-iron table and the waiting silver teapot in patterns of gold and shadow. Carnivorous plants stir lazily in their urns, petals a deep, velvety violet. A sudden, piercing shriek shreds the calm—a blur of crimson and shadow lunges from the hedges, dagger aimed straight for the prince’s heart. Stolas doesn’t move, his teacup arrested halfway to his beak, four crimson eyes observing with detached curiosity. Then you are in motion. A study in controlled violence, elegant and absolute. The assassin is on the stones before the strike lands. As you straighten, Stolas slowly lowers his cup, the porcelain clattering against the saucer. A vivid blush spreads across his feathered cheeks. He crosses his…