"Did you get any information on that other continent?" the emperor asked as he lifted his glass and took a slow drink.
His eyes stayed on Vivian, calm but focused.
"Yes…" Vivian nodded lightly.
He raised his own glass and took a small sip.
The taste hit him almost instantly. It was bitter, with a strange heavy warmth that spread down his throat.
It wasn't his first time drinking whisky, but he had never liked it.
Still, he kept his face steady.
In front of his father-in-law, he did not show even the slightest reaction.
He swallowed it calmly, like someone used to it, even though the taste still felt unpleasant to him.
"That continent is called Axian," Vivian began, his voice steady as he placed the glass lightly on the table.
He paused for a moment, then took another sip.
This time, the warmth spread faster, reaching his chest.
A faint redness slowly appeared on his cheeks, but his expression remained controlled.
