that hint of refreshment.- He sighed, this time with appreciation, and looked Bleist in the eye.- Is it my imagination, or is the tea not the only thing you enjoy?- The question made Darius smile. He knew he didn't have to answer and just glanced at the door.- Yes, you're right. They were indeed waiting for him there. He will be escorted out by the City Guard and will have to pay a hefty fine.- The old man rubbed his forehead with fatigue.- Unfortunately, this is the most I can do to him.
-Truly an exceptional brew.- Darius stated, leaving the case of the now former assistant without comment.- Although I must say that you are not the first one to treat me with it.
-Now you have really surprised me.- The Grand Master leaned back in his chair and measured the colonel sitting in front of him with an inquisitive look.- I am sure you can't easily get your hands on this species. Even I barely managed to get one bag.- He pointed to a small paper bag standing on the table, next to the tea kettle.- I had to go to a lot of trouble to get it. Othis really needed to start enjoying his privileges.- He shook his head with some unspecified regret.
-Why did you assume that Hugo was the one who gave me the treat? -Darius hoped that he had faked his surprise well and had not gone off the rails after all.
-You're not going to tell me that you were hosted by someone from the Dragon Council, are you?- Master Tilion almost laughed at the thought of such a thing. He knew all too well that after the recent adventures of his subordinates in Dagos, they were not very desirable guests in the manors belonging to members of the dragon authorities.
-I wouldn't even try.- Bleist had already imagined what a meeting over tea with Ludwik Przybyski would be like. Somehow, he could not visualise such a visit going on in even a slightly friendly atmosphere. The Chairman of the Dragon Council even
