Never Interrupt Your Enemy When They Are Making A Mistake

Stolas was still mentally settling in with the major changes in his life that had come in the wake of Erebos’ departure from Hellborn. He spent most of his time with Widow, doing what he could to support her, not just as his Queen, but as his wife, his friend, and the mother of their child. The revelation she’d shared about Cryptis had turned the brute’s world upside down and he was still struggling to find the right way to bring up the subject to Triss. But until that time came, he made himself present for whatever was needed.

Tonight, that need was a pack meeting. Stolas heard his wife’s call from his observatory and all but leapt to his paws, a smile making its way across his face. She was home from her trip north! His grimore and telescope abandoned, the Goetia prince raced down the ramp to the ground below and hurried to join the meeting. It was a short walk from his observatory to the heart of the woods where he found the others waiting, but he’d made it before anything had begun. Greeting his pack mates with a formal smile and dip of his head, Stolas made his way over to Widow’s side, gracing his Queen with a tender kiss to the cheek to welcome her home before settling down on his belly at her right hand side, eager to hear what she had to say to her collection of hellions.

"Stolas"