Queen of The Scalpel - Chapter 81
“B-But, we’re locked up so drinking is…”
“They said to stay here, not to be sober. Did you ever hear that?”
Because she never did any of that! But the 3rd Prince was confident.
“No, right? So it’s okay.”
“…”
“Let’s drink. You don’t hate it either, right? This is imperial wine from the Francoen Empire.”
It was from before the citizens rebelled for the revolution.
“But…”
She didn’t have anything against it. Not in this body, but on Earth, she used to like drinking. But was this okay?
“I didn’t even have my adult ceremony yet…”
“Then you have to drink! You have to drink a little so you don’t make any mistakes during your adult ceremony! Then, you’ll drink a lot. And Lissy, you’re going to be an adult soon so what’s the matter?”
Something was the matter, but she sighed. ‘I heard visitors from the medical center were going to come tomorrow. Is it okay to drink? Well, it’s not anything special, and they’re just going to talk about the process. So a little bit should be okay, right?’
Not that it could be Ben and Grayam, she didn’t think too much of it.
“Alright. But just a little bit.”
“Sure, sure. But you’ll probably drink a lot once you start. This Francoen Empire series is really the best.”
“I see…”
And so in the White Palace that was called the Blood Tower, they began drinking. Royal Guards prepared the snacks.
“…Enjoy.”
Elise looked at him with questioning eyes, like she was asking if it was okay to do this, but he avoided her gaze. He didn’t look too sure himself.
“To the Emperor who’ll be angry once he realizes this alcohol is gone, cheers!”
“…But isn’t the reason why Your Highness is confined because you secretly drink the wine from the anniversary ball that was for ceremonial purposes?”
It was because he stole the ceremonial wine and drank it with the citizens that the angry Emperor was said to lock him up in the White Palace.
“Ah, I don’t know about that! Pretty girls exist to date, and wine exists to be drunk! What does it matter if it’s ceremonial?”
It didn’t make sense, but Elise laughed, amused.
“Kek kek, alright. Okay.”
“Alright, then, real cheers this time.”
Click.
The glasses bumped against each other, and the wine inside swished around. It was a unique gold color. Once she drank it, she exclaimed in astonishment.
‘It’s good! As expected of the Francoen Empire series.’ The Francoen Empire series was rated as the best wine in the world. It was something that the Britia island couldn’t imitate. It even surpassed the wine of Porto, a land that was known for its wine.
‘To think I would be able to drink this wine again.’ Actually, she had had this wine before. With none other than Mikhail in her past life.
“Good, right? Have more. There’s plenty.”
“Ok.”
True to his words earlier, she wasn’t able to stop after a sip. That was how good it was. And because she was reminded of her past life, she ended up drinking more.
‘He’s still the same.’ Elise looked at the person laughing brightly in front of her. Was it because the wine was strong? Or because she was young? She was already feeling drunk.
He had been the same in her past life. He was free, happy, and loved everyone. If the Crown Prince was someone who received everyone’s respect, the 3rd Prince received their love. His humor, and his relaxed attitude drinking appealed to the citizens and the great Aura Knights of the Empire.
Everyone in the empire loved him. They even considered his womanizing his charm. Their love was what made him the political enemy. But he didn’t do it on purpose, it just came naturally to him. ‘And that’s why we were able to be friends.’
She thought sadly. He was the only one who looked at her without any bias so he was special. ‘But I couldn’t stop it.’ Thinking of his end, she felt even more down. He would die. She knew the future, but she couldn’t stop that. It wasn’t because she wouldn’t. It was different from the other things that she could change.
It was already set in stone. ‘The only way is for him to give up the crown.’ But that wouldn’t happen. She knew why he was aiming for the crown. What he was so desperate for. So she was sad. It pained her thinking of his tragic future. She bit her lip, thinking of what happened to him.
“Lissy? What’s wrong?”
“…”