Draco’s pov.
The next day, I woke up early and prepared to leave. Yesterday, Harold and I were given a thousand bars of gold each, which he accepted at once. Well, he had a family to take care of. And I was happy that he could benefit from it. But for me? What would I do? I had no desire to look for another place to live in this world because I am damn sure if I did, I would be vulnerable. Besides I was supposed to leave on an expedition and I didn’t have anyone that depends on me. So I asked the king to keep it.
What I wanted was to go back to my world. Then I would indeed narrate the stories of this magical world to the humans. However, there was no way that the king would let me go. At least not before I had completed this expedition. Perhaps, if he gets what he wants, I would be all
