Draco walked down to the dining room mending the lapels of his coat. He had had time to take a quick bath and change when he returned from his training, so he was refreshed and full of energy. In the room Oscar and one of the maids were waiting for him. The dragon looked around seeking his master, but he was nowhere to be found. He looked at the clock standing behind the top of the table-it had just struck eight-thirty.
-Please don't worry young master.- Oscar followed Draco's gaze and guessed what the young mage was thinking about.- Earl... rarely comes punctually to breakfast if he has the morning off.- It sounded as if the older man was complaining, but the dragon picked up hints of nostalgia in his voice. The majordomo signaled for him to sit down in his seat and get started on his food. Draco looked at the clock once more and, feeling a suction in his stomach, followed Oscar's advice.
-I've heard that young master has found common ground with the soldiers.- Oscar spoke after a moment's silence.
-I think... somehow we managed to get along.- Draco looked at the majordomo.-I think... we can become friends.
-I hope so, young master.- The older mage nodded almost imperceptibly. It was obvious that he was hiding a smile under a studied mask.
-Oh, who do I see.- Draco almost sprang to his feet when he heard that familiar, sweetness-filled, charming voice. Gizel entered the dining room in complete silence.-I see that, unlike your master, you are a morning bird.-The elven lady crossed the room with innate elegance. The dragon stood up when she approached him and kissed the hand given to him.
-I didn't know that mada...- A harsh look closed his mouth. He smiled apologetically, trying to remember that addressing Gizel per madame could end badly.-I didn't know you had also come to Atlantis.- He corrected himself under the elven woman's watchful gaze. Oskar did not seem surprised by the lady's reaction. Well, he must have been through this before. The dragon sent the majordomo a
