Game Of Thrones Wine Goblet Novels & Stories

Shiloh said handing him a Dark Moon bag. “I don’t have any glasses.” He admitted as he took the bag. “I brought those, too.” She blushed. “A housewarming gift.” “Thanks.” He said taking the bag into the kitchen. The girls each had one of Shiloh’s hands and were talking a mile a minute. Opening the bag, he found two bottles, already chilled, and four wine glasses in individual boxes. The first glass he pulled out was a crystal goblet with a pewter devil. The goblet sat on the pitchfork and the tail wrapped around it keeping it in place. There was a mate to it with a female devil.

"Your Highness Kral, on behalf of the Galewind Pack, my wife Juliana and I present to you a gift—the Rhinoceros Horn Goblet." His actions caught the attention of the pleasure-seeking nobles, instantly drawing all eyes towards him. Prince Kral's imposing gaze shifted from me to them. I silently let out a breath, placing the untouched glass of wine on the nearby table. "The Rhinoceros Horn Goblet?" Prince Kral raised an eyebrow, his tone cool, as he observed a servant carrying a red box. "Is it a cup made from the horns of the renowned rhinoceroses in your territory?"

He distrusts everyone, she reflected, and perhaps for good reason. As Dany lifted her goblet to drink, Rhaegal sniffed at the wine and drew his head back, hissing. "Your dragon has a good nose." Xaro wiped his lips. "The wine is ordinary. It is said that across the Jade Sea they make a golden vintage so fine that one sip makes all other wines taste like vinegar. Let us take my pleasure barge and go in search of it, you and I."

Both are clear so I stop at the king’s armrest and set the goblet on the small stand beside it. My knees feel weak. My hand finds the vial by habit and it sits over the lip of the goblet, hidden by the line of the pitcher. I tilt the wine and balance the distance between two spills, too fast and it splashes, too slow and it draws eyes. A meager pinch from the vial would vanish under the scent and the dark. Slip it into his drink, and your mother will be free.

Aurelius asked with concern filled in his eyes as he helped her sit up. “Exhausted, but I have to complete the transition.” She managed to get on her feet and trudge to where he kept her magic stuff. A wooden cupboard that had a wooden box atop was adjacent to the couch, she opened her palms and her eyes flashed and the box unlocked. Glimmering gold rings were inside it, she smirked before she opened the cupboard which was attached to the wall of the cave, pulling out a golden goblet that was filled with blood. She smirked as she showed it to them. They caught a glance of the compelling liquid and they smiled. The goblet glowed as Cataleya's eyes flashed red. She passed it to Aurelius and he

The tray shook once in my hands before I forced it still. There were five goblets identical. One of them tainted. I didn’t know which guest it was meant for. “Careful, girl,” the steward snapped “those are worth more than your year’s wages.” “Yes, sir,” I muttered, forcing a smile that felt wrong Aziel was returning from the floor, Lady Maeris still beside him laughing too loud. The nobles crowded around offering toasts and congratulations, all pretending they weren’t waiting to see which side he’d favor next.

She took the wine bottle from his hand gently, and poured the wine to his goblet, slowly and politely. “Here is the wine, Your Majesty.” He seemed pleased and lifted his brow to her empty goblet. Noticing that he was staring at her goblet, she gulped her saliva and immediately poured some wine into her glass. He breathed calmly and drank the wine gentlemanly. Looking that he started drinking his, she then turned her sight to her goblet and drank it unhurriedly. The wine was strong, and it tasted like it had some aphrodisiac. With that thought, she widened her eyes and opened her mana to feel if there was an aphrodisiac, and as expected, the wine has a strong portion of aphrodisiac.

I watch carefully as the silver domes are removed from the trays, revealinging to each courtier a single cup filled to the brim with red liquid. Is it…is it wine? Or some kind of liquid desert? “Oh, everything as a point,” Gabriel sighs, sitting back in his chair as the servants come to our table last, delivering three trays with those same red drinks. “What on earth is this?” the Crown Prince murmurs, leaning forward to sniff at it. “Try it, it’s delicious,” Gabriel says with a satisfied smile. “Everyone should have a sip of such ambrosia before they die.” The Crown Prince frowns, reaching for his glass.

"She dropped a goblet while crying out." He hesitates very briefly before reaching one of the nearby counters. "This is the goblet, your Grace." My heartbeat slows strangely as he carefully lifts a golden up into view. Cold realization washes through me the moment my eyes land on it. It is the exact goblet I drank from earlier tonight. The very same one. I slowly take it from him. The golden surface reflects light beautifully despite the terror now attached to the goblet, and there is still a small amount of crimson wine settled at the bottom.

Feeling more like himself, he reached out boldly to find his wine goblet Splunk! His hand collided with the thin stem of the goblet, toppling it onto its side. He heard wine sluice over the table and the chatter around the table halted. Cedric, even blind, could sense every eye in the room fixed upon him. It was mortifying. The only relief was that he couldn't see the pity in their faces.