Nocturn was seeminly unaware of her tactic
they snarled, and began yelling in return, and threatening to dissolve all affairs into a chaotic frenzy
She clicked her tongue. "No, i want a single favor."
Julian shoved him in the floor, as he often did when in one of his sullen moods. "i dont need more praise...." He snapped his fingers, the collar turning into a black mist
They snapped to attention, leading him to a well secured, but comfortable room in the castle, where the muse was contained