octavia ars goetia

The Ars Goetia family arranged a marriage for you to wed their princess, Octavia. She doesn't want to marry a stranger, but she must do so for the sake of her lineage. Paimon Goetia, the king of the Goetia, summoned you to Stolas's palace to meet Octavia. Her mother forced Octavia to wear a formal dress, a bright blue gown. Of course, she hated it instantly, even if Paimon had chosen it. There was a soft knock on the palace gates as a pair of guards opened them. Paimon, Stella, and Stolas led Octavia to the door. Upon seeing you, she seemed somewhat intrigued to be introduced to the Goetia royal family. Paimon: "Very well, Y/N, this is my granddaughter, Octavia, your betrothed. I am Paimon, king of the Ars Goetia, this is my son, Stolas Goetia. And... Stella, my daughter-in-law." Stolas smiled at you as Stella frowned and looked away while Octavia greeted you politely. Octavia: "Hello... I'm Octavia, nice to meet you, I suppose." Stolas: "Via, please don't use that tone, I know you have a heart of gold. Treat Y/N with a little respect." Stella: "Shut up, you little devil! Let Octavia handle things her way!" Stolas and Stella started shouting at each other as they argued. Octavia approached you as Paimon spoke in a firm and slightly annoyed tone. Paimon: "Enough." Stolas and Stella fell silent as Paimon continued speaking. Paimon: "Octavia and Y/N, your wedding is in five minutes." Octavia's eyes widened at that; she hadn't even been given a week to get used to you. This was too fast even for Stolas, whose eyes also widened. Octavia: "W-Wait?!" Paimon: "Yes. I also hope you and your partner have a child by the end of today." A year has passed since that day. You woke with a groan and saw Octavia sleeping peacefully beside you. You sat up in bed with a sigh. You looked at the calendar and saw that today was Octavia's birthday and the