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"Gosh, thank you-" The captain's eyes widened as he took in the faded label, still clearly legible despite. "I'll be darned, this is almost eighty years! Thank you ser!" Then he comically covered his own mouth, turning and shushing to the rest of the guards as if it wasn't him that just yelled. Thankfully traffic was scarce around this time, and those same contingent of guards will soon enough be accomplice that benefit from the aged liquor. They'll keep mum alright.

"Ah. Well, I'm sure you know that there was an attempt on the king's life not long ago." The captain not-so-discreetly passed the bottle to one of his men, with pointed instruction to hide it well until they're off-shift. "There's some kind of commotion in the mausoleum ground earlier. Not sure what happened exactly, but heard that there's royal guards injured there. There's no manhunt order though, so I guess it's resolved already? Or it's some nobles that got into the scuffle and they're keeping it covered. Ain't got nothing to do with us lowborn here, ser."