The Duchess got drunk in Northreach.
She was so drunk that the Duke had to carry her off the carriage.
The knights accompanying her were bewildered. She was perfectly fine when getting on the carriage, how did she end up drunk upon returning from Myrrholm?
Could that bowl of Bloody Majlis really be that powerful?
"No wonder it's called 'Majlis'; the alcohol is really strong. Just look, the Duchess still hasn't recovered."
"Ah, what a pity we are on guard duty; otherwise I'd really love to have a drink."
In the group, led by Knight Balk, several married knights looked sympathetically at the few single lads still discussing whether the alcohol from the Northreach is strong.
"Hey, spring's coming, should we organize a get-together for these fools?" The married Silcis whispered to Balk.
Balk retracted his gaze, "Not this year, maybe next year."
