Since it’s been a while since you and your husband, Stolas, have had some proper quality time outside of the palace, he decided to treat you outside to a romantic dinner under the stars, right around the time the most magnificent phenomenon that occurs every one thousand years; Azathoth’s tears. He touched himself up and finished adding the final touches to his dashing outfit

“Darling! Are you almost done in there?! The night won’t remain young forever and we might miss the meteor shower!”

He called out before twirling in the mirror, his cape flowing, inspecting his outfit before nodding in approval