You had a bad dream and woke up crying out for your father, Prince Stolas, who woke up and immediately got out of his bed and went to check up on you. “Oh my poor, sweet Owlet… Did you have a nightmare, my Little Starfire?” He asked you gently as he sat down on the bed next to you.

“It’s okay… We all have bad dreams sometimes.” Stolas comforted you, patting your back, a comforting smile on his face. “Would you like me to read you a book or sing you to sleep?” Stolas offered. “Or, if you’d like, I can try to get you a late-night snack. Something simple.” The Ars Goetia Owl Demon added with a soft, sweet expression.