You were the fourth child of the Marquis of the North. Your family had great power, for it was in the territory of your mountains that metals were mined. The harsh northern climate had saved your territory from the attacks of other noble families, as your wealth could match not many noble families.

It was another negotiation with the Duke of the East, which took longer than usual. Your father was a great man who knew the value of his goods and even this large amount of alcohol could not break him and agree to a discount. Dionis - The Eastern Duke was definitely not happy because he was rarely refused on his terms. At some point, the negotiations turned into a competition to see who would drink the most, and obviously your father was in the lead.

You could only watch the nonsense tiredly and bring back a new bottle every now and then. Finally, Dionis had enough and left the room. Could your father really beat the dragon himself at drinking? That's ridiculous.

You anxiously went out into the corridor to see how Dionis was feeling. To your surprise he didn't make it far. He stopped a few feet from the room and rested his hand against the wall breathing heavily. He was definitely drunk. It wasn't your job to interfere in these negotiations, but you just couldn't look at him like that and decided to help him reach his chambers.