reaction was to roll his eyes.
‘Don’t worry, I’ll manage.’ The halfling repeated her gesture, this time more firmly.

Draco looked around, but no one else was in any hurry to approach. With a certain hesitation, uncharacteristic of him, he handed her the reins. He also gave Fen a stern look, hoping that would stop him from causing trouble.
‘I’ll take care of everything, please don’t worry.’ Rosa’s self-assurance seemed all too exaggerated to the dragon. ‘You’d better hurry so you’re not late for class.’
‘Yes, yes… you’re right.’ The dragon glanced over his shoulder at the Tower of Light towering above everything and shook himself slightly. ‘This afternoon…’
‘You have a riding lesson.’ The halfling interrupted him. ‘I know; we receive the timetable for everyone using the stables. Don’t worry,’ she repeated. ‘Your mount will be waiting for you.’
‘Thank you,’ he said, not particularly eager to leave. ‘I'll be back this afternoon,’ he said to bess, leaning in close to his muzzle as if he wanted to give him one last cuddle. ‘Behave yourself, Fen, and watch what you’re doing.’ He stroked the mount once more and, shuffling his feet, walked off towards the main building of Solvein.

Today’s classes were almost identical to yesterday’s. The lecturers often focused solely on aspects of future lessons they had chosen themselves, and only explained those in greater depth. One could get the impression that both the cadets and the teaching staff were only thinking about getting the technicalities out of the way so they could move on to something else.
The other students in their group didn’t find this at all strange, and Warren even remarked that this was how it was every year. The others’ attitude towards the dragon had also changed slightly. During breaks between lessons, Noah asked the reptile several times if he was all right after yesterday’s exhaustion. Goblin and Eric approached Draco with a certain reserve, but it didn’t seem to stem from prejudice. Sheth exchanged a few words with him, but generally didn’t seem very talkative and preferred peace and quiet. Zane was the