Draco opened his sleepy eyes and quickly squinted, blinded by the morning sun. The dragon muttered something incomprehensible and rolled over onto his other side. Through the open windows, birdsong, the gentle rustling of the forest and the distant sounds of rural life drifted into the bedroom.
The boy lay there for a moment, then lazily sat up in bed. He yawned widely, stretched, and looked around. After spending the afternoon with his master, Draco went back to the forest and walked among the trees until late, listening to the sounds of nature. When fatigue set in, he returned to his bedroom and opened all the windows before going to bed. Now he decided that it might have been better to at least leave them covered. Although he slept quite long for himself. Everyday life outside was already in full swing.
Draco jumped when there was a knock at the door.
-Please come in,- he responded with a slight delay.
One of the maids entered the room, a middle-aged woman dressed in a dark gown without any additional embellishments.
-Good morning, young master. I hope I did not wake you.
-Good morning, no, although I just got up.- Draco yawned widely again. It was a bit strange for him, as he usually did not feel tired to this extent and was bursting with energy in the morning. He looked at the maid.
-Breakfast will be served shortly. The honourable Earl asked me to inform the young master.- The maid turned towards the exit.- A bath has been prepared for the young master in the room opposite.- With these words, the woman left.
-Thank you.- Draco managed to say.
The dragon stared at the closed door for a moment. Then he looked around the chamber. His trunk stood on the opposite side of the room, and on top of it lay the clothes he had worn the previous day. Only now did he remember that after returning from the forest, he didn't want to wander around the house looking for someone to ask about a bath, so he decided to leave
