-You haven't planned anything yet darling.- Said Fiora grabbing her husband's hand.
-Hmmm... Darius has invited us to dinner, and I'm not about to turn down his offer, so...-He shrugged his powerful shoulders and set off to get to work.
Darius did not feel like listening to Oscar's long lecture, so he did not hurry back, but rather delayed it, although he was well aware that he was only adding to the fire that was undoubtedly already burning in the sight of the old majordomo.
He chose the longer way back wanting also to show his pupil a bit of the city. He took him to the central square and showed him the great library and the administration buildings, before taking a circuitous route through the commercial district of Dorvus. Using the carriage, they did not talk on the way about what had happened at Matheo's house, although the mage felt that the dragon wanted to speak to him, while realising that it was not the best time. Draco only asked questions about the organisation of the city and some general matters, he did not inquire about what he was most curious about. Darius was pleased that the dragon was showing patience and not being restless.
It was only as they approached Bleist's estate that his apprentice began to look around nervously. They were in Rithien - a villa district and one of the wealthiest neighbourhoods in the city. The entire Atlantean aristocracy, wealthy merchants and the kingdom's senior military and scientific staff lived here. He was sincerely not surprised by the confusion of his protégé, who was unlikely to fully realise that Darius was not only a high-ranking officer, but also one of the richest people in the city. He had inherited the family fortune as the sole heir of his father, who had built it from scratch by discarding the good name of his aristocratic family in favour of a military career. He reached the rank of general in the infantry and won many medals for valour in battle and for the victories he achieved. According to many,
