<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;">One thin brow arched as the man took the goblet right out of her hand and drank from it. Well. She hadn't been expecting such trust from him. Nor such forwardness. After all, it wasn't her intent to poison him, yet he ended up swallowing the bloody mix of her wine. It had only been a few minutes again when she had dripped some in to enhance the flavor, so the potency hadn't been diluted. Perhaps he was immune to toxins. If he started coughing and doubling over, she supposed she would have to administer the antidote. Maybe on an ass cheek. For the sake of his health and safety, of course.<br/><br/>"I'm quite comfortable and entertained, thank you. Things you should watch out for? Good Sir Adham, you should be intently watching every guest and every thing they do at this little festivity. Our lovely princess oft has a rather trusting nature, after all." She smirked slightly in the direction of the royal comfortably flirting with the Sluagh King. Her unnaturally long and tapered fingers curled around the goblet, accepting it graciously. Meeting his eyes, she quite suddenly sank her teeth into her lower lip, causing blood to well up around the white bone. Bring the rim to her mouth, she pressed the metal into the cut until a thin stream of blood trickled into the wine. "My apologies for not serving it in perfection," she murmured, drawing back. "As a way of compensation, I invite you to enjoy this delicacy." Once more, she offered it, curious to see if he would unknowingly accept the antidote to her toxins or not. </span>