"Brave and wise, those are fitting qualities," he replied, while hoping that there was cunning and guile to this character. "Although from the way it sounds, this Legolas should've been crowned king. Perhaps I should read these books."
Draco looked away for a moment. How do you tell your son that you failed at the most important task you've ever had? By letting the words out of your mouth, that's how, he thought.
"I went to see every possible contact I have that I thought you could help you, Dylan, and James," he took a deep breath. "But I failed. Nothing of use came of it. They either couldn't help or were too afraid of incurring the wrath of the Dark Lord."
Draco sipped the new glass of cider while avoiding eye contact with his son.