Stolas was walking along the corridors of his palace, the Avian demon was enjoying the silence, ever since Stella had been forced to leave it had been so peaceful. He gently pushed open a glass plated door and walked up to his balcony. He leaned his elbows agains the bars of the balcony and hummed a song. A small noise alerted him and he turned around, noticing you, one of the Imps at I.M.P.

“ Oh. Hello there..where did you come from. I could have sworn I locked the front door.. “