C40 Drunken Kiss

“He's sleeping. Don’t worry. He won’t die from consuming too much alcohol. His body already got used to it,” Henry told me when he saw me waiting outside Daemon’s room.

“Drunkard,” she can’t help but complain. “At the rate he’s going, I’ll be widowed for a year. That would be a good thing, you know.”

Henry just shrugged and walked past her.

“Hey, wait. Henry