“You will sit with us,” the dragon made it clear both in his voice and in his eyes that this time, objections are not accepted. Irene already knew that it would be better this way. It's better for her not to be left alone.

"Where did the cat go?" She looked around suspiciously and fidgeted on the bench. Marco, Kosterok's friend, grunted and turned to the window. "And why did he dislike me?"

- Have you seen the redhead? she asked worriedly as soon as Kosterok returned with two full trays.

The dragon pursed his lips and sat up.

- His rector called ...

- AND? Irene said thoughtfully.

"And...