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Rameses POV
Five years after Rameses the Second
"Kai, I really think this is a bad idea." Rameses wrinkled his nose at the dubious smell emanating from the opaque brown bottle that Kai was holding out to him.
"Come on, don't make me drink alone - pleeease?" Kai shook the bottle teasingly, an overwhelming scent of pure alcohol almost burning the inside of his nose.
He took it from his hand and tested the smallest sip, immediately pulling back when it burned down his throat like fire, "This isn't red wine, I don't know what we made - cough! - but this can't be how it's meant to taste."
Kai tilted his head back with a bright laugh, "By the angels, it can't be that bad, we followed the instructions right? Let me try some."
"No. What if it hurts you?" Rameses stood to his full height and held it up out of reach of his hands.
At sixteen, Kai was already catching up to Rami in stature but for now he still held an advantage.
