time passed since the artefact was handed over, the less information would be found. ‘Then where it came from.’
‘I'll ask a few... friends who are experts in ancient art.’ Gizel finally turned away from the window and approached the table.
‘Art, you say...’ Bleist couldn't resist a slightly sarcastic comment.
‘Yes, true enthusiasts.’ The elf glared at the colonel. ‘Fences, smugglers, thieves, forgers.’
‘You have a wide circle of friends.’ The Duke seemed completely oblivious to the warning signs.
‘You have no idea how wide.’ Bleist drew Gizel's attention back to himself. ‘For my part, I can check what the Watch and Amethyst have found out. Maybe they've uncovered something.’
‘You're forgetting that we're still missing the two most important things.’ The elf softened her tone slightly. ‘The goal and the motive.’
‘Maybe I'm naive, but I hope that some information will shed some light on that as well.’
Draco descended with Aiden down the stairs to the basement of the Tower of Earth, located just behind the Tower of Chaos when viewed from the entrance to Solvein. As it turned out, it was very similar to the military part of the main complex, except that here the walls were made of rough, grey stone. As soon as they were underground, the dragon heard the sound of voices. It turned out that a dozen or so students were passing the time chatting with their friends while waiting for their turn.
Several groups of students had already gathered in the wide, stone, curved corridor. Every now and then, with deeply hidden anxiety, they glanced at the double doors to the training rooms.
‘Yours is over there.’ Aidem nudged the dragon, pointing to the entrance on the other side of the corridor. ‘I'm going further down, so good luck.’ He smiled and quickly moved down the stairs.
‘You too,’ Draco managed to say, but the redhead was already disappearing around the corner.
The reptile looked around once more. No one was waiting at the entrance Aiden had pointed out. With no other choice, he approached the door. A piece of paper
