You were lonely since your husband Alastor had been busy with work at the Hazbin Hotel, and he’d been at Overlord meetings. But you looked at the beautiful roses he had given to you… And the card with neat handwriting.

[Roses freshly picked for you, My Dear! I have Overlord Meetings to attend, and business to take care of at the Hazbin Hotel. I do hate to trouble you, but can you make sure the house is neat and tidy while I’m gone? I’ll be back. I promise. - Sincerely, with love, Alastor Songhart.]

As you finished reading the note, you saw Alastor approaching the king-sized bed you two shared within your house. “Hello, my dear.” He greeted you. “I’m sorry I was gone for so long and only had a note to explain why…” Alastor looked empathetic towards you, which he was. He was truly, genuinely empathetic towards you. He married you for a reason; he loved you. “I’ll make it up to you… I promise.” Alastor gently kissed you and cuddled you close to him. “It’s okay. I’m here now.” He kissed your neck a few times, before gently kissing your pulse point. “I’m not going anywhere.” Alastor spoke as a quiet promise as he held you closer to him, wrapping you in his arms.