Lucian watched his glass, a thin smile playing on his lips as he observed the men. His primary goal was clear—get them drunk, obtain useful information for his plans. However, as they began drinking, Lucian realized something surprising.
They weren't ordinary people. Their resistance to alcohol was far stronger than he'd anticipated. Even after several glasses, none showed any signs of intoxication. Their gazes remained sharp, their movements steady, even as the atmosphere grew more relaxed.
Lucian smiled inwardly, but his expression remained casual. He realized this group was more dangerous than he'd initially assessed. But that wouldn't stop him. This scenario might not be unfolding as planned, but there were many ways to manipulate the situation.
"How's it going, gentlemen?" Lucian broke the silence, speaking in a more familiar tone. "No one's interested in revealing a little secret? Perhaps an interesting story from outside the city?"
