Cale looked at the shot glasses, the bottle of alcohol, and the priestess with disbelief. He could not believe that she carried shot glasses in her sleeves.

�Priestess-nim.�

�Yes?�

�You are amazing.�

She was a true alcoholic. Cale took a glass from her, and Taylor filled the glass. Once all three of their glasses were full, Cage asked Cale a question.

�Young master Cale, is it not weird that a priestess is drinking?�

Cale tilted his head to one side and asked.

�Is that any of my business?�

Cale did not care whether she drank or not.

�Wow. I really like you.�

Cage shared her admiration while smacking her knee with her other hand. She then coyishly asked Cale.

�Young master Cale, do you not have any desire to get to know an older sister with a great personality?�

�Nope.�

Cale sternly answered and Taylor quickly added on.

��What about an older brother with a great personality?�

�Even less.�

Cage and Taylor both started to laugh instead of being disappointed at Cale�s answer. Cale could not tell what was funny about his response, but lifted up his glass and started to speak.

�Cheers.�

Clang. The three glasses clanged together. A night of a new moon. There was no moon in the sky, but this alcohol that was deeper than the moon, and created a thread connecting these three individuals.

The next morning.

�Young master, shall we head out?�

Cale did not know whether Hans was slow or just found this to be funny. Deputy butler Hans had heard the situation from Cale and pretended to not see the two people in the corner of Cale�s carriage, instead loudly asking Cale whether they should leave.

�Yes. Let�s go.�

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