Chapitre 681: 681. Message From Malcolm

"You should get some rest," Louis stated suddenly.

"What? I still haven't gotten the hang of the new spell. I can't even say it right. You can't just cut it short. Who knows when you'll teach me again?"

Louis laughed. "Unless you want us to get caught, I suggest we stop now." He replied and packed up the books.

"I don't think anyone will. Jael is busy, and nobody ever really comes here," Mauve said as she tried to convince Louis. She didn't feel tired and was really worried about when the next time would be.

"Are you not aware of the time? It is almost time for the second meal, and if I am correct, a certain potato head would come barging right through the doors."

"What? I don't think that much time has passed."

"Yes, it—" The rest of Louis's words were cut short as the doors were thrown open. "Oh, look who is here."

"Louis," Jael called as he stomped into the room. He didn't look very pleased. "I told you to take her to her room."