groaning, returned to her original position.- You know the way, Darius.
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The door closed behind them. Draco breathed a sigh of relief, almost feeling relieved to breathe air that was free of the heavy smell of herbs. While he didn't mind the earlier stuffiness and heat, he was convinced that his master must have put a lot of effort into not showing his discomfort.
The dragon followed Darius, but glanced back over his shoulder. It had been a strange meeting. The elderly woman was clearly exhausted by the presence of other people, and even this short conversation had worn her out, yet Bleist seemed extremely happy about the visit. The master headed in the direction from which they had come earlier. Fortunately, they had been in the almost completely dark house long enough for their eyes to adjust to the darkness well enough to distinguish the contours of their surroundings.
-Darius!- Draco shuddered when he heard a muffled voice coming from the side passage. Darius stopped and looked at someone, gesturing for silence. Bleist pointed to the door a little further away and let the other man pass. The dragon saw a short, slightly stooped old man leaning on a worn walking stick. The senior was wearing a long priestly robe, the colour of which was impossible to discern at the moment.
The three of them entered the room. As soon as the door closed behind them, the master whispered a few words, and a seal of golden runes glowed on the wooden surface.
-Please open the windows, Draco.- Darius took a deep breath.
-Are we not alone?- Only now did the priest try to make out the dragon in the darkness.
-This kind young man is my apprentice, Draco Ignis.- Bleist grimaced as daylight flooded into the room.- I did not expect to meet the reverend so soon.
-You have a disciple?- The old man, clearly blinded, blinked rapidly.
Draco did not have such a problem with his eyesight and only narrowed his eyes slightly to hold back the tears that were welling up. He glanced briefly at the
