“Sit quietly!” I whisper loudly as I shove the man I just barely saved from being knocked over—under the stairs.
The dragon didn’t appreciate my gesture; and besides, because of it, I almost didn’t make it to my room.
“The rector found out about the party,” I tell him. “If he caught us, we definitely wouldn’t get off with just a warning.” I rush to explain to my unfortunate accomplice what trouble I’ve just saved him from.
Without waiting for the dragon’s response, I crawl forward to check the situation—and at that very moment I feel how my ear burns with hot breath.
“You’re lucky, dear,” the dragon says. “The rector has already caught you…”