utmost urgency. At his request, I have come to inspect the goods we ordered from you.’
The goblin shot the elf another disapproving glance, this time also taking an interest in who else had deigned to disturb him.
‘I don't believe I've had the pleasure of meeting you, young master.’ The merchant perked up. He seemed to recognise the crest on Draco’s shoulder. ‘I am Syneghis Debroth, a small-time trader and a helpful assistant to my most valued customers.’ He bowed, simultaneously pushing James aside. ‘I specialize in procuring materials that no one else can obtain.’
‘Draco Ignis, apprentice to Earl Darius Bleist.’ The dragon tried to infuse his words with a touch of superiority.
The goblin took a step forward, as if to greet him, but Kei almost accidentally blocked his path. The merchant blinked rapidly a few times and hid his displeasure behind a brief fit of coughing.
‘I am immensely pleased to welcome such a distinguished guest to my warehouse.’ Debroth bowed again and gestured towards the door. ‘Please come in; it may not be a palace, but believe me, I know how to look after my guests.’
Draco didn’t reply; he simply walked inside. The werewolf slipped in right behind him, followed by Ari. The merchant hurried after them and set about showing them round. And there was plenty to see. The warehouse didn’t look as ordinary as it did from the outside. On either side of the entrance stood piles of plain crates, intended to block the view of the rest of the interior. The hall seemed empty, save for the neatly arranged lacquered wooden crates of various sizes. Each was placed on a wooden pedestal covered with thick, dark green fabric. All around, along the walls of the warehouse, stood guards at regular intervals. Each of them looked dangerous, and Draco could have sworn that at least two of them were dragons.
‘That’s perfect timing; a new shipment has just arrived today.’ The goblin stepped in front of them and began leading them towards several chests placed to one side, close together. ‘These are
