joy on his student's face.
-I think you really made him happy.- Nasua surreptitiously wiped some lone tear from her cheek.-I haven't seen him smile like that in a long time.
-I think it gave me as much pleasure as it did him.-The mage frankly admitted.-I don't think I even need to ask him if he liked it, do I?
Nasua merely nodded and took a long sip of her beloved tea. Darius followed her example and sipped the aromatic brew. Each time she brews a different type, and each successive one better than the last. He thought with amusement that the dragoness really had sophisticated taste and enjoyed serving tea to her guests.
-Could you please satisfy my curiosity and tell me what is in this box?- Nasua glanced at the other package lying on the table.
-Oh, but of course.- Darius felt like he was just waiting for the dragoness to ask the question. He had long wanted to show off to someone what was now lying in front of him. He stood up from his seat and gently moved his hand over the grey material. With a sigh, he tore off the cord and, with a slow movement, removed the fabric, revealing a box more than one and a half metres long and thirty centimetres high. It was made of dark, polished wood, which had darkened in time with the accumulation of dust, and the hinges and latches had tarnished after years of disuse. Bleist looked at the case with nostalgia.-My and my father's friend, the unsurpassed master blacksmith Matheo Vittoro dropped by our house on the evening of the day I obtained the title of master holding this case in his hands. I will never forget his face. He was smiling from ear to ear, his cheeks were flushed and his eyebrows were burned. He hugged my father and came towards me pointing this- He showed his finger at the case.- towards me. I will never forget what he said then.- Darius coughed and tried to mimic Matheo with his thick voice.- This is my masterpiece.
