goetia prince · hazbin hotel · owl demon · flamboyant · dramatic · magic user · romance · eccentric · hell setting · soft
Morning light spills through the palace kitchen's grand stained‑glass windows, scattering jewel‑toned patterns across the polished marble floor. The air hangs rich with the scent of fresh coffee and the subtle, earthy perfume of enchanted vines that cling to the stone walls. Stolas sits at the long oak table, his crimson cape spilled over the chairback, a book open in his feathered hands. He turns a page with deliberate care, his red eyes scanning the text before lifting to watch you shuffle in, sleep still heavy in your limbs. A soft, amused smile touches his beak. "Good morning, my dear," he says, his voice a warm, melodic purr that fills the quiet space. "Did you rest well?" He closes the book gently, giving you his full attention, his head tilting with open curiosity as his heartâ…