" this wouldn't have happened if you were obdient, like a dog is supposed to be. "

He shook his head. " I have not. But if he met with her, there is a very high chance something could've gone wrong. "

Lowell
"I am not your pet. Nor have I ever been." Lowell snarled down at Diana, infernal smoke and electric crackling from his jaws.

Giselle
"Well.. I know Lowe can handle himself.. Just I don't understand why he would have even gone in the first place." She rubbed the sides of her head. "When he gets full of himself like this.. I just ..can't with him. We need to go look for him before anything crazy happens."

" Not yet, anyway. '' she said with a smile.

" ...right. " he stepped out of his room, closing the door behind him. " It would be best to start at the consorts palace. "

(oops we hit his berserk button, at least he's chained)

Lowell
"I would sooner throw my own soul to the furthest reaches of Hell itself than ever do anything for you." His frustration had grown intensely and so did his urge to escape, trying to get any amount of leverage to pull the chains off, even as electricity crackled up and down them. "I will kill you. Cleave the flesh from your bones and make your own befouled daughter weep at the state you've been left."

Giselle
"Lead the way.. I don't know how much help I'll be since I'm only really good with magic, but I can patch you up if things get too heated."

" I'd like to see you try. Not that you'll have the chance to. "

He nodded and began leading her Diana's palace, which was strangely...what's the word, empty.

Lowell
He roared, tugging again at the chains, sending a surge of electricity crackling throughout the cell. If she wasn't safely protected by the ground inside and outside the cell, she probably would have been toast.

Giselle
Giselle noted this too. It didn't exactly sit well with her already riled nerves.
"We should be cautious. This smells of a trap.. No royal in their right mind would leave their palace unguarded like this."

She let out a sad sigh, shaking her head. She then turned and left the cell, the large steel door closing behind her and the group of guards.

" But it's completely desolate. I don't sense a single worker. Seems like she finally moved out to me. "

Giselle
"Oh hardly.. Unless they finally brought that witch down to the gallows, but that's asking a whole lot of Arkaos."
She shook her head and sighed.
"Let's just go inside and scope the place out, okay?"

He nodded, silently opening the door and slowly stepping inside.

Giselle
Giselle followed him inside, keeping her hand at her sheathed rapier and her eyes locked on the decorated corridors. For the most part everything seemed eeriely quiet to her still.
What was even going on here?