Second option

“Your Majesty, what a pleasant surprise,” Ragi moved out of the way for her to come in. Ivory walked in.

“I'm sorry for barging in on you, unannounced,” she apologized.

“It's totally fine. I'm glad to have you here. What may I offer you?” He asked. Ivory didn't really want anything but she realized she needed the liquid courage to ask this outrageous question in her head.

“Your finest wine. Impress me,” she shrugged, taking a seat. Ragi walked to his bar and picked out the wine on the topmost shelf.

“I hope this doesn't disappoint you. It is not the finest wine in the kingdom but it is the finest in my possession,” he told her.

“That is quite sweet of you. Almost ungeneral-like,” she teased. Amusement lit his eyes as he grabbed two glasses.

“I heard you were not feeling well. I assume you're better now?” He threw a glance at her.

“Thankfully.”

Ragi poured the drink in both glasses and offered her one which she gracefully accepted. She took a sip and her eyes widened.

“This is in