Published at 15th of April 2022 03:59:35 PM

hapter 62

Immune now to the same words, I took one more step inside his room.

I brought you a present.

As I approached, he fixed a constant glare on me.

Lets have a drink.

Lets see who falls first.

With my challenging tone, he narrowed his eyes.

Regardless of whether he allowed it or not, I walked up to him and placed the liquor bottles onto the table.

What are you doing?

Amoide stood up right then.

Im not gonna eat you up or anything. Come, sit down.

I sat in the middle of the sofa where he was sitting and scooted him over to the side.

Please be my drinking buddy.

Ive never once had a drink ever since I came to this place.

Even in my previous life, I was never one to drink alone. Liquor tastes better when theres someone drinking with you.

These bottles, theyre quite heavy.

So?

I carried these very very heavy bottles all the way from my room.

Did I ask you to carry them.

He answered back like a sharp blade. But no matter, there wasnt any disappointment or guilt.

I expected as much.

If I cant persuade you through words, then lets go with the quickest method.

Pop!

The sound of the cork being pulled out was resonant.

And the fragrance of the alcohol immediately permeated the air. I felt like I was going to get drunk just by smelling it.

Wow.

This was made really well. Walter seemed to have better talent in making alcohol than medicine. The ingredients he used for this were also of the highest quality.

Within the liquor were precious, expensive varieties of herbs that were fragrant and delicious.

More than that, Walter really hit the mark with the golden ratio with this formulation.

When it came to alcohol, he could never go wrong because he had carefully and meticulously found the golden ratio after several experiments.

It smells nice, doesnt it?

I shook the bottle slightly.

His eyes moved from side to side, following the amber liquid that swayed inside the transparent glass bottle.

You dont want a glass?

No.

Again, a fast answer came back. I reluctantly pushed the cork back in.

Then just watch me drink.

I stood up and went to the seat across from him, and his gaze followed me as I went to my new seat.

Amoide was busy watching my clumsy movements, and I sat down while he was still staring.

Flop.

As soon as I sat on the fluffy seat, I looked straight ahead.

What the hell are you

With his chin slightly raised, he frowned at me as though he was dumbfounded by my actions.

Just what are you doing right now?

He had been leaning back on his seat just now, but he went on his feet.

I cant drink while youre standing up. I have the perfect seat already. Look, its so wide.

I put down the bottles and touched them forlornly, arranging them side by side with care.

Please? Im not asking you to drink with me. Just sit.

Is there a reason why you must drink here?

Its my husbands room. Is there a reason I cant?

His expression subtly changed when I said the word husband.

Ah, you really hate it, huh?

Do you think Im doing this because I want to? Im also frustrated because I cant tell you everything thats on my mind.

If it werent for that confidentiality clause with Camilla, instead of asking for a divorce, I would latch onto his leg.

Unfortunately, I couldnt do that.

Please know that Im not sucking up to you because I like you.

Pop!

I removed the cork once more and took in the liquors fragrance.

Mmm.

The strong scent spread through the air. It was a fragrance that would surely reach even Amoide from here.

You really dont want to?

I shook the bottle again, but he didnt budge.

Drink alone.

Whats the fun in drinking alone?

Then drink with your maid.

Rona? No way.

Why?

Shes a heavy drinker. The alcohol would run out before I could even take a sip.

Glug, glug.

The sound of the liquor being poured into a glass was loud.

Well, since you said youre not drinking

I lifted my glass to my lips.

And soon took a little sip.

As expected.

The golden ratio.

The alcohol was fragrant, and it translated to the taste lingering excellently around the tip of my tongue. It was so smooth, too, as it went down my throat.

I think Ill die happy after this?

I quickly emptied the glass. I refilled it three more times, pouring all its contents into my lips.

I couldnt get enough of the taste as I gulped it all down.

As I was drinking, the glass tilted up to the fullest, I turned my head and met Amoides gaze.

He was looking at me with his chin cradled by one hand.

I didnt bother to avoid that gaze.

I didnt avoid it, sure, but my eyes went wide when he didnt avert his gaze either.

Either way, I swallowed every single drop of the liquor.

When I took the glass off my lips, the liquor trickled a little bit from the glass.

I stuck out my tongue and licked my lips.

Did I see it wrong, or did his eyes just follow that movement?

Nah, probably not.

His blue eyes pierced into me. What the, so suddenly, too.

Its disconcerting.

I kept drinking anyway. I was strangely thirsty.

My chest felt hot and the temperature of the room seemed to have gone higher.

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Whats wrong with me?

I stared at the empty glass in my hand and spun it around slightly.

Even as I lowered my gaze, I could still feel his eyes on me.

Why are you looking at me like that?

Do you like glaring at me so much? Was it because I was drinking so much that youre just hoping Id get out of here soon?

Are you done?

At his languid tone, I raised my eyes.

Curious about the taste?

He didnt say anything in return.

Then drink.

I poured some alcohol into an empty glass, but when I held it out to him, Amoide pushed it away.

I dont need it.

Raymond said its fine. And this liquors made with herbs that are good for the body

Why must you show this pathetic side of you here? Do you like drinking in front of people you hate?

He said all that in one breath.

I have a side dish here.

Side dish? Where?

He glanced at the table, where there was nothing but bottles and glasses.

Your face.

At my shameless answer, he was at a loss for words.

Your face, hmm, pretty delicious. Theres no restaurant in the world who can top that.

Restaurant?

Makes me crave more.

Oh, am I drunk? The words flowed out unfiltered.

Its so boring to drink alone.

I tapped the glass with a fingertip and made a small sound.

I guess only your name means amiable. Cant you drink even a little?

I took the filled glass and gingerly shook it in front of him, but because it was filled almost to the brim, it was about to spill.

Amoide watched the precarious glass, then finally took it from my hand.

Unexpectedly, his large hand gently wrapped around mine and grabbed the glass from me.

Youre drunk.

Amoide set the glass down on the table, making a clear sound.

If you dont drink this, then there really is no chance of reconciling

I muttered as I looked at the glass.

Ill just continue thinking that my husband is a narrow-minded, stingy manso stingy that he wouldnt even drink with me.

Reconciliation. Sure, alright, so stop this.

He rubbed his forehead as he sat back down. My eyes moved as well, following his movements.

Ah, youre playing dirty, seriously.

Did you feel sorry for me because I brought these bottles? You?

I suddenly felt something like a fever rising within me.

Playing di

Yes, playing dirty.

I stared back at him with a confused gaze. The corners of my lips twitched.

You dont want to drink? Or youcant?

Ah, youre a lightweight?

At what I said, he tilted his head to the side slightly.

Oh my. Im sorry. I didnt know.

With one hand over an empty bottle, I spun it round and round.

He leaned back on his seat.

Ah, whats the use in being the commander of the best knight order in the Empire if you cant even drink. Well, drinking is something youre born with, I guess. You know, Rona finished two bottles in one sitting.

Its okay, Amoide. Those are all prejudices. Its too biased to think that just because youre good at wielding a sword, youre also good at drinking.

I waved my hand around.

No matter how much that sword of yours is an extension of your body, your drinking capacity isnt affected by that. But you have no~thing to be embarrassed about.

When did I

Its not easy for a knight to say theres something hecantdo. I get it, I get it. I understand you completely.

I nodded my head vigorously.

If you cant drink, just say you cant. You dont have to make excuses.

Ex cuses?

His jaw hardened as his eyes narrowed. I held back the laughter that was slowly about to escape through my lips.