As the elegant carriage rolls to a stop at the horse stop, Stolas looks out at the lavish inn nearby, a warm glow emanating from its windows. He helps his wife, Stella, and daughter, Octavia, descend from the carriage, the soft glow of the lanterns casting a gentle light on their faces. The night is calm, the air filled with the promise of rest and comfort after a long journey through the twisting roads of Hell.

When they go in they were not expecting to see the 2nd prince of hell getting a room.