Ruby Red Goblets Novels & Stories

As they were walking, Xander noticed the raise in her body temperature and a frown settled on his forehead, he craned his neck sideways to take a look at her and she looked alright, she even had a smile on her face so Xander shrugged off the feeling of concern. Xander led her to stand in front of a table, covered in white tablecloths, two golden goblets, a plain bowl and a knife were placed on top of it. The goblets feature four regal wolve's heads adorning the cup on a red background, the medieval motif detailing carried metallic shades and green gems embedded into the cups stem.

Chapter 47 Reception, Toast and younger merlings Madissa leads the group to the table situated near the steps of the temple, where the honored seats for the mates of the ceremony are reserved. As Joe and Bryan take their seats, they notice the specially crafted goblets for toasting. These goblets contain a unique red wine that has been transformed into a gel-like substance to prevent it from dispersing into the underwater atmosphere. The gel ensures that the wine stays within the confines of the goblet, allowing the merfolk to enjoy their toasts without any spillage or waste.

After a while, I noticed my reflection in the dagger dilated until there were two images of me on it. Suddenly, my face vanished from it and I saw the hallway on a bright day on the blade. It was as if I was watching over the kingdom while walking around at the same time. I had to remain focused on the dagger because I feared or might not repeat whatever it showed me. I saw a red crystal appear before me in front of a goblet which was wrapped by pale fingers, with cherry red nails. A red substance was poured into the goblet, repeatedly but it didn't get full.

My stomach sang at the sight. "Eat my dear, we have so much to discuss" Discuss? Whatever the heck are we suppose to discuss when you are going to be dead soon. Again he drank from his goblet. I wish it was poisoned. The goblin was transparent with rubies crafted in it, it contained a red content that had a slight purplish in color when moved. I can bet that isn't any ordinary wine. I shivers slightly before glancing down at the food in front of me sniffing out to know if it was poisoned or had any of that nasty stuff in it.

The new goblet was cool, beaded with condensation. The server smiled, handed me the goblet, fingers brushing mine. "The green label is the best vintage. Lord Theron saved it especially for tonight." "Thank you." I lifted the glass, the wine dark red in the candlelight. I drank. It was sweeter than the others, coating my throat.

Instead, he carefully guided the craftsman's cutting, and as the waste material fell away, a mysterious red glow began to emerge. The craftsman's heart skipped a beat—such a lustrous glow should not appear in worthless material. Elsie noticed something unusual too, and quickly moved to Andrew's side, crouching down for a closer look. The red glow intensified, revealing a transparent red gem standing out prominently among the debris. For a moment, even the experienced Elsie was left speechless. "Well, what do we have here? A Blood Phoenix Agate—quite rare indeed," Andrew said with a smile as he picked up the thumb-sized red gem.

He laughs and I roll my eyes, choosing to ignore him and focus on where he is taking me. The head of the room has a long table decorated with a white linen tablecloth and covered in blue flowers with a ton of greenery. The center of the table has an old tiered candelabra with blue candles matching my dress. I can see that Sarah was a part of this decorating scheme. Just in front of the candelabra is a golden goblet that looks old and really important with jewels and engravings along the top edge and the base. There is also a gold knife with a handle that matches the goblet.

Curiosity flickered in Ria's eyes as she set the salver down on the table beside the Alpha, noticing Reyana's unease. Reyana kept staring at the goblet she had on the salver and it made Ria wonder what was going on. Reyana could still recognize the goblet from her dream. The scary dream she had the previous night. She couldn't shake off the eerie feeling that settled in her stomach. She carefully looked around the goblet, and there, she saw the inscription of the full moon on it, just as it was in her dream. She felt panic rising. "Can you compose yourself for the sake of your pack and stop embarrassing the Blood Crescent pack?" Alpha Randall said through gritted teeth as he tried to contain

Others were newer, clearly made to impress the foreign nobles whose colors now filled the hall. A server offered me a plate. I selected a bit of everything: honey-roasted boar glazed in rosemary and smoke, wildroot mash laced with garlic and herbs, savory seedbread, crisp mountain greens with lemon pine dressing. “Try this one,” Tyler said, nodding to a goblet filled with glistening crimson. “Moonberry wine. Reserved only for bond ceremonies.” I took the glass. The wine was dark and rich, sweet at first but followed by a burn that settled somewhere deep in my chest. My fingers curled tighter around the stem. Tyler watched me with a quiet intensity, like he was memorizing the moment.

“Devotion. Damnation. And hopefully… an ending worth being written about.” They exchanged glances, unease rippling through the room. But none of them stopped me. No one ever did. I found the goblets that lined the scriptorium shelves, relics from a hundred forgotten rituals. Dusty, gold, rimmed with runes that still pulsed faintly with power. I poured the wine carefully, the crimson liquid thick as blood, catching the candlelight like a promise—or a threat. Lucian was closest. Of course he was. He always hovered near the fire, near me, pretending not to.