Just as Alan was indulging in his unrealistic daydreams, the third princess entered the bedchamber carrying a bottle of wine and two golden goblets.
Panicking, Alan quickly stashed his newly formed Holyblade Staff back into his body.
But when he looked up at her again, he froze.
The third princess had let down her hair and changed into a classic court corset gown. The white ruffled lace on the hem of her dress fluttered like blooming flowers with every step she took, making it hard to look away.
She walked straight to the bedside, sat down, and handed one of the goblets to Alan.
Inside the goblet, the dark red liquid shimmered like a mixture of blood and rubies.
Alan sat there dazed, staring at her, not taking the goblet. She sighed softly and said, "Drink it. Aileen said the trace amounts of fire element in the wine can help neutralize the elemental backlash in your body."
Alan's throat was parched, and he didn't argue. He raised the goblet and drained it in one gulp.
