used to be lit by sunlight streaming through tall windows, but now they were covered with heavy curtains. The air inside was stuffy, heavy with the smell of herbs and incense.
The only source of light was the glowing fireplace. The soft glow was enough for Darius to see a figure sitting in a chair with her back to the hearth. Even in the darkness, he could make out a black dress, thin gloves and a veil covering her face.
-Hello, Mother.- The mage spoke softly and approached cautiously.
-Darius.- A weak, hoarse voice, so familiar and yet so distant.- You look well, my son.
Bleist gently took his mother's hand. Her light touch meant a lot to him.
-I'm glad to see you.- The woman turned her head towards him. Because of the veil and the darkness, he couldn't see the expression on her face.
-I've wanted to see you for a long time.- Bleist didn't manage to bite his tongue and hoped it didn't sound like a reproach.- Allow me to introduce you.- He quickly changed the subject and pointed towards the silhouette of his protégé emerging from the shadows.- This is Draco Ignis, my apprentice.
-I am extremely honoured to meet you, madame.- The dragon bowed deeply. Darius had to squint because the boy seemed to blend in with his surroundings.
-Come closer, young man.- The woman beckoned to the reptile.
Draco, stepping somewhat uncertainly, approached them. It seemed to Darius that with almost every step, the dragon glanced in his direction. In addition, the student did not let go of his sword, so that its fastenings would not make any noise.
-Stand closer to the fire, I want to see you clearly.- The mother leaned towards the hearth, stretching her head to get a better look at the dragon. Bleist knew that even such an effort was tiring for her, but he did not try to interfere. - Thank you, boy.- Darius thought he heard relief in his mother's voice.- You must be tired after your journey. Rest today, and we'll talk tomorrow.- The woman slowly,
