Since leaving the doctor's office, Draco had been thinking about the healer. Despite his terrifying voice and scarred body, the man was very friendly and kind. At the same time, he seemed extremely devoted to his profession, although one might say that it was his calling. While pondering Dr Herpetes' situation, the dragon did not notice when they reached the summit overlooking the whole of Atlantis.
-Draco.- The master wanted to get his pupil's attention.- It won't take us long. I'll just take a few documents and check if I've received any letters.
-All right, Master,- Draco nodded, realising that they had just arrived in front of the Luminous Palace.
-There will be crowds in the corridors, so stay close to me.- Bleist smiled kindly.- If you get lost, don't try to find me, just go straight to the carriage. It will be easier for us to find each other that way.
-Of course, master.- The dragon couldn't imagine how crowded it must be inside if Darius described it that way.
-Let's go.- The carriage door opened and Bleist got out.
Draco followed his master's lead and also jumped out of the carriage. He looked around. The vehicle had stopped in a huge square covered with white marble slabs, on which an eight-pointed star had been carved and filled with gold. In the very centre of the forum, in the heart of the emblem, there was an irregular, shimmering crystal about three metres high, filled with a full range of colours, with a hole in the middle. One glance at the sky dispelled any doubts. The artificial sun of the underwater city hung directly above the multicoloured pedestal and must have been its missing element.
A three-winged palace was erected next to the square. The central part had an irregular shape, like a cluster of adjacent stalagmites, transitioning into a soaring spire that seemed to reach the skyline. The whole thing looked as if it had been cast from opaque, milky glass. A double-winged, carved door about four metres high led inside. It also looked as if it were made
