"Where are the newlyweds?" Prince Andrius asked everyone at their table.
"I shaw them shneak out. Hopefully, they are now enjoying the wine I gifted them," Milda was the one who answered before finishing her glass of wine. She handed it to Dasher and ordered, "One more!"
Dasher frowned and refused, "Princess Milda, I think you had enough. Your face is already red."
Milda stood up and grabbed the wine bottle from Dasher, "Give me that!"
Dasher's eyes went wide when Milda directly drank the wine from the bottle like a homeless drunkard.
"But I don't understand, why would they sneak out? Is there something that they don't like in the party?" Andrius asked another question to the group.
"Unclesh, I mean Andriush, you have to get married first for you to understand. Aren't you envioush of the couplesh here? You are old, why are you shingle still?" Elsa who was drunk like Milda uttered.
