King Purson saw something in the corner of his eyes. He gestured with his head for King Beleth to look. When he did, he saw an orange tabby in a grey hoodie, his daughter, approaching. Beleth swung his tail up and down in disapproval.
Beleth: And there she is. The stray kitten returns to the box.
Azdizen: Yeah yeah, Dad. The "stray kitten" who's a grown woman by over four thousand years.
Beleth: I thought I advised you not to accompany Camio to find Stolas.
Azdizen: Uncle Aym was already following him, and you know how he gets. I thought I'd balance the scales.
Purson: He blew open the door didn't he?
Azdizen: And the wall. I told him not to, but he did. So he didn't come with us in the car.
Purson: Yeah, I could tell he fucked up just by the way he walked in earlier.
Beleth: Speaking of which, any particular reason you came by car? The council wanted Stolas here as soon as possible.
Azdizen: Stolas insisted.
Beleth: For what reason?
Azdizen pointed across the room to Stolas, knelt down, talking with Octavia.
Beleth: So you've been introduced.
Azdizen: To more people than I expected today.
Beleth: So the imps and the hellhound are with him?
Azdizen: Yeah. Via and the hellhound, Loona, they're a couple of goth girl BFFs now.
Purson: Even after-
Azdizen: Yes, even after she shot her.
Beleth: I'm so proud of that owlet. But I don't know how long that friendship with the hellhound is gonna last, especially with the kind of occupation she has.
Azdizen: You doubt a lot of things involving Uncle Stolas.
Beleth: I wouldn't say I-
A bell chimed out in the lobby.
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Murderous
FanfictionStella's plans to murder her unfaithful husband go wrong. Stolas knows. But a greater conspiracy is at play. One that will have everyone in his sphere of influence come together, for better or worse. There will be love, friendship, growth, and unde...
