"Blood of the Wise is a very rare wine, Your Highness. It's one of our collection, but we only have one..." Fear was evident on Orion's voice but he sounded like he was implying that he can't give it to us because it's the only one.
"I'm willing to pay. How much?" Demitri got something on his pocket, a pouch of gold I suppose, and it fell down before Orion's feet.
"We can give you more if you want. Just give us the wine," Prince David said.
"We're willing to negotiate in terms of the price, but we don't have lots of patient, Mr. Orion. I hope you understood what I'm implying." Prince Martin was dead serious as he said those words. Gone the playful smiles and smirks. All I can see now is a lethal prince who would not hesitate of killing someone.
"What is happening here?" I heard a new voice just a second after the door opened.
We all turned to see the newcomer.
