Leo was in his library. All alone.
He had a seat before a table filled up with books. And he just sat there going through it under the night candle.
The room felt warm with the lighting. And the books around gave it a vintage smell and aesthetics to match the atmosphere.
Leo flipped through the books while writing down some notes on another.
Soon Damien walked in.
"Here you go, my lord." Damien served him a cup of drink which he kept on the table. "Have it."
Leo nodded, still flipping through the book before him.
Damien hesitated, standing beside Leo while staring through the pages of the book he was flipping through. Some academic book.
"The physician suggested you cut down on the drink. He said you could take it once in a week or something. But you've been taking it a little too often. Like daily... I don't think that's healthy."
