little from what had just happened.-What...how...did you do that?
-Oh, please don't worry about it. It's such an old dragon trick that has long been forgotten.-She shrugged her shoulders and took a sip from her cup.-It's kind of a secret in our family, passed down from mother to daughter. Really don't worry about it and...- She glanced at him.- Could you keep it a secret? I wouldn't want anyone to know about it.
-I...- Bleist swallowed his saliva thinking about it.-Well, I won't tell anyone.
-Thank you, colonel.- She looked up when Draco entered the living room, trying to manoeuvre the heavy chair so as not to snag on anything in the room. Darius wondered how long it had been since the dragon had gone to fetch it.-Oh, you were in no hurry.- Nasua frowned as she watched the boy place the piece of furniture, sit down in the chair and pour himself some tea.
-You shouldn't have left so many biscuits in the kitchen.- The dragon muttered looking somewhere over his aunt's shoulder.- Anyway...- He glanced at Darius and at Nasua, blinked a few times and sighed with resignation.- It's all settled now, isn't it?- He raised an eyebrow staring at his aunt.
-I don't know if there was anything to sort out.-The dragoness shrugged her shoulders, but the same carefree fires lit up in her eyes that Bleist had seen during their first meeting.-We just had a nice chat with your master, didn't we?- She glanced obliquely at Darius.
-Yes, of course.- The mage was quick to respond.-A very nice one.
-Auntie, you didn't do anything to my master, did you?- Draco asked suspiciously.
-Where did you get that from? -The woman waved her hand absentmindedly.-We have two more things to talk about, anyway.-She said before the boy had a chance to speak again.-Have you already planned when you are leaving? -She turned to Bleist with a carefree smile, ignoring her nephew rolling his eyes.
-Please call me by my first name.- Darius decided not to pry into what had happened a few moments before.- Unfortunately, I must
