caught up again and not explaining everything. Which elven girl?
Bleist told Othis about his encounter with Madame Nasua. He then proceeded to tell how, out of the corner of his eye, he had spotted the elven girl entering the house where Draco lived and how he had followed her when she came out. He then recounted in detail what he had seen and heard in the abandoned building. He said everything very quickly, but did not leave out any important details.
-That is, from what you heard he wants to hide a bit more,- the Ambassador murmured, putting down the crumpled piece of paper and staring at a short list of names of those who owed him a favour and at a slightly longer one where he wrote down all those who influenced the decisions of the Dragon Council and whom he could obtain by promises, bribery or blackmail.-This gives us some time....
-But we need to act as soon as possible anyway, I don't want something to happen that wouldn't look too good. I've seen that he's in control of the power, but I don't want to test what happens when he loses self-control.
-You're right. Just where to start?- Othis shook his head and looked his friend in the eye. -If you are sure then we need to inform the Grand Master and the Crown Marshal about all this immediately. I think later today, so that they get the reports as soon as possible and give us full authority on the matter. And then...-He suspended his voice and tilted his head smiling mischievously.-You still have contact with Gizel, right?
-I...- Bleist got confused at the mention of one of his former co-workers, although it was more appropriate to say that she was simply a colleague. He blushed involuntarily recalling their tumultuous affair and spectacular break-up shrouded in clouds of gunpowder smoke. He shook his head.-We hadn't spoken to each other in a long time, he muttered uncertainly.
-But you still know how to contact her, don't you?- Hugo pressed on knowing what his friend was feeling.
