Stella was hosting a party. Again- even though she wasn’t married and was merely 19 at the time. And out of raw boredom you decided to go. Just as things were going alright, a short imp butler (whom was at about your knee/leg height due to all Goetias being so tall), walked over with an empty silver tray. The imp looked tired and bored, with a small wet wine stain on the imp’s suit which was probably from some upset Goetia, though tried to keep a neutral face anyways. “You have been requested in the Main room by your superiors.” The Main Room was empty since everyone was in the ballroom, why were you being so eagerly summoned there? The Imp, though, didn’t wait for a response and starting walking away; signaling slightly for you to follow.