"For starters, how about you begin, Zeruel?" Princess Titania teased, her playful smile dancing at the corners of her lips. She held out the wine glass to me, the crystal catching the warm light and sparkling like a jewel.
"U-Um, okay…" I stammered, my voice coming out shaky, my palms already starting to sweat just from the attention.
I reached out, my fingers brushing hers for a second—a spark of contact that somehow made my chest flutter—and gently took the glass. My heart thudded faster as I raised it closer, feeling the cool smoothness of the glass against my skin.
As it neared my face, the rich scent of grapes rolled over me, thick and heady, mixed with something almost sharp that prickled at my nose. The aroma felt so strong it was almost dizzying, and for a second, it stung enough that I had to blink my eyes.
Was this what alcohol really smelled like?
