office in Dagos, as if it was nothing whatsoever.
The door opened and a sergeant stepped out. He smiled slightly upon meeting Draco's gaze, but when he glanced fleetingly at the official the young dragon could have sworn he furrowed his brow with disapproval. He didn't know what he could have been concerned about, but he sensed something like that in the soldier's gaze.
The sergeant stood for a moment listening for something from the room. Finally, he smiled wider and opened the door with a smooth gesture.
-The Ambassador invites you in.- He said quietly and stepped back from the passage.
Draco swallowed his saliva and moved ahead, knowing there was no other option. He was only now beginning to regain his sober mind, which had been lost somewhere when he was called out of Professor Bescet's lecture. There were only a few people in the large room. Six men stood on the left by the fireplace, one of them an infantry officer. Probably a colonel. The other three were wearing the navy blue robes of mages. Some senior officials. It flashed through his mind.
On the other side of the room stood another group. Three people. The closest stood a tall man of about forty in a white robe with gold accessories. The Ambassador. It came from somewhere in the depths of the dragon's mind. The other two did not seem to be permanent residents or employees of the Embassy. The man wore a pale blue robe with the distinctions of a colonel, and immediately behind him stood a beautiful woman in a black dress. An officer of the Royal Guard of Atlantis and an elven woman. Summarised the dragon briefly. She was smiling warmly, and one could see curiosity in her eyes. The Guardsman, on the other hand, looked tense, as if he didn't know where he stood and was considering something very quickly while trying to solve some big problem.
Draco stood in front of the Ambassador and bowed as his aunt had taught him. He did it reflexively, but immediately knew it was the right
