a bit fidgety and needed to do something with the energy. He quickly changed into a loose tunic and plain trousers and left his room. He gently closed the door behind him and descended to the lower level as quietly as possible. He remembered the layout of the next floors quite well thanks to his tour with Trace and was even able to find his way around quite well. He went down to the ground floor and it was only there that he saw one butler tidying up.
-Umm... Excuse me.- He spoke up a little uncertainly. Somehow he did not feel at ease with his situation. The man turned and appraised the dragon with his eyes, and then bowed slightly with a stony face.
-I'm listening, young master.
-Umm... What time is breakfast usually at?- Draco asked.
-At half past nine, young master.-The butler straightened up suddenly quite stiff, almost at attention.
-Young master is up already?- The majordomo's voice sounded unusually loud, amplified by the acoustics of the main hall.
-Somehow, I couldn't sleep anymore.-The dragon turned towards the older man, who looked identical to the previous evening, as if he hadn't gone to bed at all.-Good morning, Oscar.-He respectfully bowed slightly, causing a gentle flash of a smile on the aged magician's face.
-Good morning, young master.- VetSalus bowed with solemnity and lightly surveyed him with his eyes.-Are you going somewhere?- He asked raising an eyebrow.
-I need to move around a bit, so I thought I'd practice with my sword.- He replied somewhat quietly. It seemed to him that it came out somehow awkwardly, but he forced himself not to run away with his eyes.
-I wish our earl would approach his duties with such enthusiasm.- Oscar sighed barely noticeably and immediately put on a stony face.-I will send someone to fetch the young lord half an hour before breakfast.
-Thank you.- Draco smiled in appreciation, and when the majordomo nodded he quickly turned to leave.
The dragon stepped outside the palace and stretched. He adjusted his sword belt and looked around. Everywhere was quiet, the
