Chapter 219. Blood is Thicker Than Water (1)
The lord of the County of Kandle, Count Kandle, found his hand trembling without realizing it as he poured the tea.
"Mmm, it has a lovely aroma. What kind of tea is this, Count Kandle?" a woman asked.
"It's... made from the dried petals of a flower called Lapin, which only grows near Riad," Count Kandle replied.
"I like it," the woman said with a nod.
"It is also mixed with vodka," Count Kandle offered carefully.
"I like it even more. Could you mix mine with vodka at a ratio of nine to one?" the woman requested.
"Y-Yes, of course," Count Kandle said.
Pour.
He filled the woman's teacup with vodka until it was far more alcohol than tea. Whatever was in that cup now, it could hardly still be called tea.
The blonde woman with piercing blue eyes took a sip and gave a pleased nod, then said, "Excellent."
"T-Thank you," Count Kandle answered. He couldn't help but be nervous.