Steep, narrow stairs made of polished stone led to the entrance of a rectangular building without any windows. The only flaw in the white walls was a silver-plated door, which reached the height of the third floor of a normal building. In fact, the entire structure, although extremely simple, was overwhelming. The Gelenweith Library, often referred to as the Unconquerable Treasury of Knowledge, was enormous, especially considering that its size was not apparent from the outside.
Darius yawned loudly. He had had a rather unpleasant week. Although perhaps that was an exaggeration; it had simply been very tiring. He had been mainly occupied with handing over his previous duties to the intelligence office staff and the assigned members of the Azure Guard. Long hours poring over papers were not the most pleasant, especially when they stretched into the deep night. Fortunately, he was able to devote his mornings to his student, who was becoming increasingly anxious about the fast-approaching exams. It didn't help that Bleist kept repeating ad nauseam that Draco knew everything he needed to know and shouldn't worry too much, but the dragon knew better. The magician had no intention of arguing with the boy and simply changed his tactics and taught the dragon topics outside the scope of the exams. It couldn't hurt, and it would certainly help. Draco also had other worries, mainly Gizel, who had not shown up since the unpleasant end of the ball at the Crystal Palace. On top of that, there was also the matter of letters, or rather the lack of them. The dragon wrote to his aunt and to Jeviev. The former replied, but the elf... Draco did not complain to his master, but it was clear that every morning he hoped to receive a reply from her. Darius did not know whether he should take any action in this matter, so he decided to consult with those wiser than himself. He wrote to his mother and Madame Nasua. He did not expect a quick response, but he was sure it would be specific and helpful. Darius had another worry.
