[ She isn't one to drink, it hadn't been something that was particularly seemly for a Queen to do - and there was nothing she took more serious than that. Not so much because she didn't like that feeling but - more that she did not like being out of sorts near those she could not trust. Time, and war, hadn't changed that very much. The people she could trust grown even smaller.
But after the last few days, the bottle seems a mighty comfort. Still, her sip is small, slight, before she passes it to him. ]
Far be it for me to question it, but seeing isn't what is usually done with alcohol.
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But after the last few days, the bottle seems a mighty comfort. Still, her sip is small, slight, before she passes it to him. ]
Far be it for me to question it, but seeing isn't what is usually done with alcohol.