Ferdinand brought the cup to his lips, took a swallow and frowned. “The vodka…has been watered down.”
“Watered down? You’re sure?”
“Yes, it tastes like someone dumped water in it.” Which seemed very funny to him because he had been watching the woman carefully but had not seen her do anything of the sort.
He brought the second cup to his lips, took a sip and was astonished.
“This is…the strongest alcohol I’ve ever had.” And he was not exaggerating. He was certain if he took more than three full swallows of the drink, he would be completely drunk. And wasn’t that just exciting.
Ferdinand glanced at the woman on his left and smiled at her apparent relief. He knew he was the reason for it. If there was anything wrong with the drinks, if she had tried to poison his subjects, then it wou
