from the rest, special.
-Sorry to hear that.- Darius was really only now beginning to fully understand what the boy must have been going through all these years. He sighed heavily and looked at the dragoness, who was gazing longingly out of the window.-I'd like to change something, but I'm afraid I don't have much influence to force something on others....
-No one has.- The woman merely stated in a hollow voice.-This has gone on for too long, it cannot be stopped.
-Unfortunately, I will have to agree with you.- He nodded gently while looking at her carefully.-But you said earlier that at least you know Draco is well. If you don't mind me asking, how do you know?
-It's that one bright flame in the darkness.- Nasua smiled faintly and a shadow of her former joy lit up in her eyes.They met when they were still young children. They both had no one until they came across each other. They have been friends since that day, always together. Jeviev somehow persuaded Draco to tell her where he was disappearing to, but he put a condition that she must never tell anyone about it without his permission.-She sighed shaking her head.-A chance meeting that changed them both.
-So you know from her that he is fine.- Bleist became curious about this aspect.
-Yes, she drops by every now and then when he disappears. A comforting soul, really. She'll help me a bit, talk to me, tell me some interesting stories.
Bleist nodded a few times. For a while longer they both sat like that, immersed in their own thoughts, and then Darius said goodbye very politely to the older woman and left.
When he found himself outside he walked up to the fountain and took another look at the house he had just left. He noticed a petite female elf standing in front of the door and pulling the bell string. He knew who it was.
Darius now had another point of interest. He could go on.
