Bab 724: Side Chapter: Ice Cold

The wine of this realm had a surprisingly pleasant taste… better in any case, than the kinds she attempted to satisfy herself with back before Kronocia's collapse. 

A fruitful amalgamation of flavor even with the smallest of sips, with the faintest aftertaste of lumber lingering in her throat. Prior experiences had affirmed her belief that blood and water remained the only adequate choices for primary sustenance. But for pleasure, for leisure, she believed there could exist no kind that could please her. 

But perhaps, savoring this succulent taste… she might yet be proven wronger still. 

"Wowie, look at you…" Tyler grinned a fool's grin, failing to stifle a snicker. "Girl can drink. I told ya… good shit, right?"

Having unearthed a rare kind of mead that didn't make her want to immediately retch was almost worth bearing the turmoil of his lingering company. Almost…