“To our King and Queen,”

Veles raised his glass before letting out a roar of laughter. Cassius looked oddly at his brother as he pulled him down by his shirt. Sending a playful punch to Cassius’s shoulder, Veles raised a glass to my direction.

“And my beautiful wife,”

“Sit down, Vel. You’re embarrassing yourself,” Cassius pointed at ale dripping down his chin as he threw a piece of cloth on his face. My cheeks flared with red tinges.

“Wipe it, and stop drinking. I don’t want to carry your drunk ass to your chambers,”

Veles rolled his eyes and poured another glass of ale into his mug making Cassius shake...