"Iron Roses! To arms!" cried Fanilly. Even if some were already moving, she had to let everyone know. She had to!

Positioning her body over the stunned princess, the blonde girl gave a swift nod to Sir Gillian to affirm her own wellbeing before her eyes turned towards the princess. In the commotion, she'd had to act as swiftly as she could, and so it wasn't possible to try and ensure that Eliabelle landed without coming to any harm.

The Princess, trembling for a few moments under the Captain, managed to nod weakly.

All around them, the Crown Knights had immediately stepped forward and brought out their weapons in a rattling of steel. Fanilly didn't understand how it was possible for the assassin to get in here without anyone seeing her, nor how she could have possibly escaped if she had performed her assassination effectively.

They'd have to find out from interrogation!

Gerard's assessment of his advantages against the diminutive killer was correct. Even as she swiftly shed her cloak in an attempt to obscure her escape, she just couldn't escape his reach swiftly enough and found her small frame pinned under his much larger one. Her destroyed pistol crossbow was useless, as well...

Her arm being pulled up and twisted swiftly disarmed her of the knife she had drawn in that instant, though any slower would likely have found it buried somewhere vulnerable.

Perhaps the strangest thing was the fact that the nem made not a single noise when this happened, even if there was pain clear on her face. With her cloak removed, it was clear she was a fairly young nem, her large red eyes wincing, her teeth gritted, anger and pain clear on her soft features.

And yet still not a single noise came from her.

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