the button.
When he had finished he took another look at himself. He nodded and reached for the thick leather belt lying at the very bottom of the pack, with fittings for a sword on one side, and on the other there was room for a dagger or pistol. He looked in the mirror. I look like I was born in this. He thought while looking at himself again.
Draco walked down the stairs slightly adjusting his belt and wondering how his aunt would react to seeing him. I almost look like someone completely different. He thought glancing down at himself.
-...what happened to him later on?- Nasua's voice reached him.
-Oh, nothing much.- Darius sounded as if he was slightly amused. -A few months later, one of the most lavish weddings in the city took place. Matheo married the dwarves Fiora Waffenkreuz, the only daughter of Herman Waffenkreuz. I had the opportunity to attend the wedding and I must say that the party was great.- Draco entered and noticed the master leaning on a box lying on the table. He was smiling while telling some old story.- Nine months later they had twins Angus and Florence, the eyes in their father's head. Now they both run branches of their shop in Dagos and in Abbis, and they are only eighteen.
-Oh, there you are. Let me see you.- Nasua put down her teacup and looked at the young dragon.-You look like you were born in this.-She said seriously nodding her head.-You really fit in.
-You're right.- Darius smiled as he watched his apprentice.-All right, now let's get to the main point of the programme.-He said rubbing his hands together before Draco could speak.-It is customary in our country that the master accepting an apprentice into the term presents him with his first weapon.-He stroked an old case with a sort of expression of nostalgia on his face.-This is my gift to you.-He gently moved the case so that the latches faced Draco. It's old. The dragon thought while looking at it. It looks precious. He assessed as far as
