Grains of Sand (The Front-Line Book 1) by Varian Morn

Author:Varian Morn [Morn, Varian]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: UNKNOWN
Published: 2020-06-11T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty Four – Commander of the Front—Line

Popping open the cabinet, I pulled out the cold alcohol bottle near the end of the shelf.

I didn't even bother grabbing a glass, and simply popped the bottle's cap and took a drink.

“Bloody imbeciles. They're lucky I don't just take what I want with force like half the Lines do,” I said after a long drink.

Grabbing a fresh glass, I returned to my seat and promptly filled it to the brim.

Taking a little longer to drink the glass, I was only able to nurse half of it before I gulped down the rest.

Reaching for the bottle as to refill it, I froze when I found the bottle was gone.

At first I suspected Jamthi... but he had left with the elders...

Before I realized what had happened, the bottle returned to my field of vision and was being poured.

With great care, my glass was filled back up... although not as full as I had previously done.

Glancing to the woman who stood next to me, holding the large bottle with a smile, I had to stop myself from asking who the hell she thought she was.

“Yes husband?” she asked, noticing my look.

My back stiffened, and my mouth suddenly became dry. Husband...? What the hell was she...?

Oh... wait. She was playing along still. As was her job.

“You don't need to act like that when we're alone,” I said, coming to my senses.

“Yes I do,” she promptly responded.

Grabbing the glass, I took another drink before looking back at her. “No you don't.”

She nodded, and seemed happy to do so. “Yes I do. If I don't... I may not act properly when it is needed most,” she said calmly.

Noticing that I wasn't going to drink as fast as earlier, she chose to round my desk and place the bottle down. She grabbed one of the chairs that the elders had been sitting in, and brought it closer to the desk so she could sit in it.

Sitting down, she happily watched me... waiting for the chance to fill up my glass again.

For a long moment I stared at her, and wondered why she was so weird.

Deciding against trying to figure out why, since it was probably impossible... I decided to stand and get another glass.

“How old are you? Can you drink?” I asked as I procured one.

“Oh yes...! May I?”

Putting the new glass down before her, I grabbed the bottle and poured her some. Not nearly as much as myself, since I had no clue if she actually could drink or not... I then refilled my own glass and gestured for her to go ahead.

Without any hesitation she brought the glass to her mouth, but paused. She spent a few moments smelling it, and then took the tiniest of tastes.

Licking her lips, she suddenly stood from her seat... nearly spilling some of the glasses contents. “What wonders!” she shouted.

Quickly taking another drink, I watched in awe as she quickly drank the glass's contents... and seemingly enjoyed every drop.

“Wow... I've never

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