baked chocolate cookies reached him.
The light was on in the lounge and several small naphtha lanterns were lit in the garden. Madame Nasua sat on a wooden bench under an apple tree and sipped her tea with a blissful expression on her face.
-So you found him after all, didn't you, Mr Erik,- she said smiling warmly. She looked him in the eye and patted the seat next to her.-Draco, dear, fetch yourself a chair from the kitchen.
The boy nodded and disappeared into the building. Darius looked at the dragoness, and urged with a nod, sat down next to her on the bench.
-I was wondering how long it would take you to reach him.- She took a sip of tea.- Please help yourself.- She pointed to a cup standing on the table and a plate with still-warm cookies.
-Thank you.- Darius sipped while tasting the excellent brew.-I must apologise to you.
-Ah, you have nothing to be sorry for.- Nasua waved her hand dismissing his attempt to take up the topic.-You don't have to say anything colonel.
Bleist chuckled with another sip. How does she know? It ran through his thoughts. He turned back to her. She was smiling staring at a surprised Darius.
-Please don't be so surprised. It wasn't hard to guess given what had happened to Draco and the fact that the Atlantean Embassy was scrambling around trying to sort things out quietly. Add to that the fact that my nephew was escorted out of the Academy accompanied by armed guards.- She shrugged her shoulders as if explaining the fact that two plus two makes four.- I also suspect to what I owe your visit.- She put both hands around her teacup and gazed into the amber liquid.- He smiled.- She whispered after a moment, when some rustling and the sound of furniture being rearranged came from the house.- It had been a long time since he had looked so pleased and moved.- Darius wanted to speak, but fell silent when she put her hand on his arm.- Please tell me why you have
