Like, my servants have started bringing the lead shavings when I ask for the wine. I know I shouldn’t overindulge, but I just can’t get the wine down without it.
Like, my servants have started bringing the lead shavings when I ask for the wine. I know I shouldn’t overindulge, but I just can’t get the wine down without it.
My brother complains that it is … Too Sweet. Then again, I swear the man was built for the campaigner’s trail. Garrum and that wretched tooth breaking bread they serve to the soldiers seems to be all that he will have barring the odd cheese or dried scrap of fruit.