"Honestly," Levi said, exasperated. "You can't even hold your liquor, but you just had to insist on a toast."
Seeing Baisitina with one foot on a stool, looking full of bravado, Levi had assumed she could drink well, so he'd clinked glasses with her.
Who knew she'd be a one-cup wonder? With that kind of tolerance, she was the type who'd have to sit at the kids' table at a feast.
"Hog, I'll have to trouble you with patrolling High Cliff Castle tonight."
After giving the order to the stone-cold sober Hog, Levi swept Baisitina up in a princess carry, as if she were his own daughter, and took her back to her room.
Even though High Cliff Castle was currently free of enemies, Levi still subscribed to the "better safe than sorry" philosophy. The patrols and the watchtower guards were never allowed to let their guard down.
The moon hung high in the sky, and High Cliff Castle fell into a deep tranquility, with only the sound of the night wind whispering through the grass.
