It had been a while since Roy began ignoring everything, even the childish chatters of his drunk wife, and started staring at the system's notification in all seriousness.
"Why are you blankly staring at thin air?" Delilah asked.
Because no one except for Roy could see the semi-transparent panels, she was confused.
"The wine tasted too good." answered Roy, "It dazed me."
She believed his excuse.
She had personally tasted it and knew how good it was. It was impossible to recreate with the current technology and resources of the empire. The ingredients needed to create it were extinct.
Normally, the sweeter something was, the faster she would be disgusted with it, but she felt it was a drink she would never get tired of, and it was extremely potent.