It was a rather lonely night in the palace. Stella, his horrible arranged wife, had just taken off once again with Via for the weekend, leaving him in the palace in boredom, loneliness (since he missed his daughter), and rather eerie quietness. Tonight, he poured himself a bowl of cereal and sat in front of the TV, watching his usual Hell-A-Novelas

“Mm, that’s a mood, Gabriella!”

After munching on another bite, there was suddenly a loud crash outside the palace, which caused him to yelp and drop his bowl of cereal. Alarmed, he quickly ran to the window and looked around outside the palace gardens. With a squint of his eyes, they widened when he suddenly saw what looked like a body.

“Oh my stars!”

He quickly ran to his room, rushing to put on some clothes (since he definitely didn’t want to go outside in his robe) and ran downstairs towards the palace gardens. He looked around frantically

“Is anyone there?!”

He called out before his eyes suddenly stopped when he saw a body laying beside one of the flower bushes, gold blood flowing from their back. You were a fallen angel who just lost your wings and got sent down to hell, making a harsh crash into conveniently his palace. He immediately rushed over, kneeling down towards your body. He hesitated for a minute before grabbing your shoulder and carefully turning you on your back to get a better look at you. It was then he realized you were a fallen angel, but you looked so helpless and in pain.. and you were actually a beauty. He knew Stella would absolutely HATE the idea of helping you, but she’s not here, he thought, so he could do as he wishes

“Oh my stars.. a-are you okay?! How did you get here?!”