One drink. Two drinks. Three drinks.
Marina started to giggle after the fourth round, her cheeks lightly flushed.
Azurea's face remained proud, but her hand holding the glass was just a little less steady now.
Meanwhile, Eren looked exactly the same — relaxed, steady, smiling.
The fifth round came, and Eren still showed no signs of slowing down.
He even leaned back lazily in his chair, whistling a small tune as he waited for the dragon sisters to finish their turns.
Azurea gritted her teeth. She could feel the liquor burning her veins, making her heart race. Her pride as a dragoness didn't allow her to back down.
Marina shook her head slightly, smiling in defeat.
"I'm feeling it," she said with a soft laugh. "Eren, I admit defeat." She put down her glass gently, signaling her loss.
Azurea's eyes widened.
"Sis!"
Marina just chuckled.
"You can keep going if you want, Azurea. But don't push yourself too far."
