Stolas had been standing motionless for half an hour, holding one hand on the back of the chair that stood slightly in front of him, smiling in the direction of the artist, slowly putting his hand on the shoulder of the one who was sitting in the chair, feeling his feathers begin to move with joy and his eyes sparkled joyfully.

Three weeks ago, his father King Paimon's promises came true. He was betrothed to a demon from another part of the Goetia family. Stolas was clearly not happy with this, clearly did not want it, but humbly accepted his fate and, surprisingly to himself, seeing the face of his "spouse" decided that... he will try, he will do everything possible to make their marriage at least look like a happy one.

And now, they posed for the family portrait. His wonderful spouse was sitting in an armchair, and Stolas was standing behind the back of the armchair, holding his hand on his spouse's shoulder.

"I think we'll have to stand like this for a couple more hours. If you get tired, just tell me, I'll ask the artist to finish the portrait tomorrow."