curious look. The man read it unmistakably and merely nodded. His eyes blazed with amusement.
-One of my friends is holding a ball soon, to which I am invited.- Smiling alluringly, the elf gently stroked the dragon's cheek. She giggled gracefully and walked past him, heading towards the left side, from the top of the table, where the guests were seated. Draco, mindful of his aunt's teachings, hurried after the elf to move her chair away. Once he was back in his seat Gizel continued without taking her eyes off him,- I decided to take the opportunity to visit Darius. I think he won't mind if I stop at Ed'heere.- She threw a brief glance at the silent Oscar.
-I think the earl would not dare to have anything against it.-The majordomo replied and bowed.-On the contrary, he is probably extremely pleased by this fact.
-As tactful as ever, Oskar.-The elven woman seemed satisfied with such an answer. She focused on the dragon again.-Before I came in I managed to hear that you were already getting along with the soldiers.-She sent the dragon a curious look.
-I went to get some exercise this morning.- Draco preferred not to find himself in a situation where Gizel would start pulling on his tongue. Answering of his own accord was more comfortable.
Darius had overslept as usual. He was well aware that the servants had woken him up at least a few times, but he couldn't bring himself to roll out of bed. Only when he remembered that, after all, he now had a apprentice with whom he was supposed to have breakfast did he quickly pull himself together. Of course, he was already late, for which he expected cold stares from Oscar. When he reached the dining room door he was just finishing buttoning up his coat.
-I hope Draco won't think I was trying to avoid him, -he said to himself while placing his hand on the doorknob. He took a breath and brought an apologetic smile to his face.
-He's really fast.- Draco was excitedly talking about something.-I wasn't expecting
