“Oh?” Ross raised his brow and asked, "Are you sure I've never tasted that wine before?"
"Of course, I’m sure." Rhea leaned forward to place the exquisite-looking wine bottle on the desk. "It's a specialty wine from Hyderland."
"I've visited Hyderland many times and have tried food and beverages from all over the world. How are you so sure I haven't tasted something like that before?" Ross remained unconvinced.
Rhea smiled, "That’s because it's home-brewed."
"Oh?"
Rhea poured the wine as she spoke, "My dad made it when I was born, and I just retrieved it from the cellar. It smells amazing."
Its aroma filled the room. Ross sniffed the air, praising, "It smells like a good wine, all right."
"Try it, Your Highness," Rhea said as she handed the glass to him, "See how different it is from the ones you had before."
Although he complimented the smell, he did not take it.
“I just had red wine. I might get drunk if I drink more." Indeed, Ross was cautious. "Since your dad made it for you, you should save it."
Rhea said earnestly, "I don't drink much, Your Highness. I might as well give it to someone who can better appreciate a good wine.”
Ross thought pondered while tapping the table. After a while, he said, "Leave it here then."
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