"Gloev, Gloev!"
Alexei shook Gloev's shoulders vigorously, but the Duke remained completely still.
He lay across the table, eyes bleary from drink, blinking as if his eyelids weighed a thousand pounds.
Soon, he was snoring like thunder.
Looking back at the table, there were six fried bread rolls, two horner cakes, a large bowl of white flour-wrapped meat, a pot of lamb soup, and a jug of "spoiled sour plum water" emptied clean.
Alexei was a bit bewildered, could this spoiled sour plum water be that potent?
After checking, he made sure Gloev was not poisoned before he relaxed.
Though for some reason, he also felt a bit sleepy.
But he wasn't planning to nap here alongside Gloev.
Alexei had come on a mission; he was to travel throughout Leia and Falan within five years, time was tight.
