nerves. However, this time it was different. He walked through the entire manor house, went to the outbuilding, visited the cellars and then the farm. In the meantime, he spoke briefly with the servants and soldiers, asking about the situation in the area and his mother's condition.
He learned a lot. The maids and cooks told him about the change in his mother's behaviour, who had begun to have throat problems more often. The medic elaborated on the modifications he had made to her medication. The housekeeper briefly recounted minor and major problems.
On the other hand, the huntsman praised the herd of does he had spotted the previous day, encouraging a small hunt. The guards mentioned something about charlatans, whom they were increasingly turning away from the gates. The gardener asked if he could get a few miznar flower seedlings, whose scent soothes the nerves and relaxes. The woodcutter, on the other hand, complained about the distance from which they had to cut down trees for firewood.
Life went on as usual. Surprisingly, this had a calming effect on the mage and dispelled his dark thoughts. He already knew very well what condition his mother was in, although he had not been told everything. Reverend Sommenfell only confirmed Darius's suspicions. Sudden worry would not change anything.
Bleist belatedly realised that he had left his student alone in a rather unpleasant way. He decided to talk to the dragon and show him around the entire estate. The boy had to keep himself busy, otherwise he would most likely return to his studies.
Darius knocked gently on the door. Silence answered him, so he knocked louder. He heard nothing from inside, so he decided to take a look. He opened the door and was immediately hit by a breath of fresh air, so different from the stuffiness of the rest of the house. The mage glanced around the room. One of the windows was wide open, and the dragon was nowhere to be seen. Bleist entered and looked around nervously. His student was indeed nowhere to be found. Slightly frightened, he
