~Talfen, the capital of Coldshore~
~The City Square, Rashford's Pub~
Cederic had expected Prince Reqiel to make his order but when he said nothing after his pause, he decided to go ahead and order him the least alcoholic drink that was served.
Perhaps, he was being judgemental but he had a feeling that Prince Reqiel was the kind of person unable to tolerate alcohol. He would have ordered something completely devoid of alcohol if they had any but unfortunately, they didn't.
Nonetheless, flower wine should work fine as a substitute, even his sister could drink it without any problems… Cederic glanced across the table at Prince Reqiel who looked around the pub quite nervously like he had never been in one before.
"What do you think about it?" He asked, finding himself seeking approval.
"It's pleasant," Reqiel said with a smile that was more of a grimace, wondering how long they would have to spend here before they could leave.
