He drank more than half of the drink, turned around, and said in the same tone as usual: "Next time you go crazy like this, I will lock you up with confinement magic."
Perlut didn't hear what he was saying clearly. His attention was scattered and fixed, staying on Silas.
Seeing him approaching, he walked to the bedside, the cold rim of the glass touched his lips, and the wine poured forward.
Pearl subconsciously opened her mouth and took a sip of the slightly sweet cold wine.
Silas tilted the wine glass and fed him two sips, then took back his hand and drank the rest himself.
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