That just made him even more suspicious(G Logic) and he kept the sword to his throat. " i don't think your prince would care if I decapitated you. "

"Actually, I would mind. Wuite a lot actually." Nicote corrected. "I don't quite fancy going back to my brother and telling him that the kid who's supposed to to act as our assistant in now missing a head. Quite inconvinient."

Lowell
Lowell caught Gallagher's arm, forcing him to point the sword away from the boy as he stared between the two with stern eyes. He said no words, only giving both of them a slight growl before dropping Gallagher's arm.

Giselle
She stayed in the doorway, grasping at the frame and sighing a bit in relief that Lowell had intervened so quickly.

(ping because i'm bad at remembering to lmao)

Gallagher stared at Lowell for a moment before sheathing his weapons, sending a glare to the boy. (whos name I forgot already)

Lowell
"Your highness."
Lowell took a few steps back and bowed his head slightly in greeting to Nicote.

LIshian rubbed his throat. "U-um...thanks...?"

Nicote huffed. "Now if you've stopped complaining about get swords pointed at your neck, explain exactly what you're doing al the way over here, halfway across the castle, at this time of night."

Lishian thought for a moment, then said, "I was walking around because i couldn't sleep and wanted to do some rlight reading and i dropped the book at one point after reading something surprising and everyone howed up.". In BIldernian of course.

Nicote walked to the nearest wall and let hishead smack it. "You are such an idiot sometimes." he grumbled. More out of the fact Lishian was clearly hiding something then anger.

(Decided to go with Sairel. Using the red text whenever the demon's (Sairel's) voice blends with his own briefly.)

Lowell
He concurred and picked Lishian up by the throat and pressed him against the wall, baring his still-canine teeth at him.
"You were eavesdropping. Why? Speak truthfully or I will ensure that you do not return to Bilderia still breathing."
Lowell locked eyes with him, not exactly sure on how to address this spy as of yet.

Giselle
"Lowe, please.. Don't snap the kid in half over this."

"Yeah, I kind of like Lishian alive." Nicote agreed with Giselle. inside, he was starting to pnpoint Lowell's little curse as "poison magic". His hand crept to his daggers, though he didn't want to use them . THough if he killed the kid....

Lishian croaked out. "I....didn't....mean...to....ow.....coincidence...." If he was terrified before, he was a wreck now. Slipping aroudn words was one thing. Getting pressed to wa wall by a werewolf-posessed guy was anohter.

Lowell
Thankfully for Lishian, Lowell was satisfied with the answer and released him.
"And this book."
He eyed it on the floor, kneeling down to pick it up and thumbed through it after adjusting his glasses.

Giselle
She peered over his arm to skin the book for himself.