James wasn't sure what was just going on, but judging by Mathea's expression he wasn't the only one. He was sure the Colonel had some contact among the gifted dragons, but the man acted as if he had no say in the matter. Right, of course. He thought when he remembered where the boy came from. He grew up in Dagos, so he might know more about dragons than a military man. He shifted his gaze to the young wizard, wondering who he was thinking of now. The boy stared at his master for a moment and then nodded slowly.
-Seven times.- Draco muttered quietly suddenly thinking about something.- It can be done.
-Do you know anyone who will be able to do something like that?- Matheo asked anxiously.
-You could say that I know.- Draco replied slowly.-And I can help.- He added.
-When shall we be able to meet?-The blacksmith asked thoughtfully.-To discuss payment and a deadline?
-Immediately.-The boy looked slightly embarrassed and concerned at the same time, as if what he was about to propose could harm him.-And there is no mention of any payment.-He said quickly, throwing out the sentence in one short breath, not giving the smith a moment to react.
-Is he in town?- Matheo looked genuinely delighted, and at the same time he let the remark about the payment go unnoticed, and James knew full well that he would arrange it without the boy's knowledge unable to even think about incurring another huge debt from him.-When could he come to the workshop?
-Well...now.- Draco replied, wrinkling his brows.
-Great.- The blacksmith looked like he was on cloud nine. He could finish his work and at the same time he had the opportunity to meet someone who could help him with other projects in the future.-I'll send someone where they need to go.- He leaned in wanting to finally hear who they were talking about.
-You don't need to.- The boy stated indifferently and looked around more carefully examining the studio.
-But...- Matheo looked, to put it mildly, bewildered. James also had no idea what
