Alec awoke to the loud noise emanating from the center of the camping area, his head throbbing from the hangover that was trying to bring him down.
The lord of the Sweden city had forced him to drink mead, claiming it was the drink of the gods and that only the chosen ones were privileged to partake in drinking it, Alec knew it was all a ploy to get him to drink with him, but he couldn't bring himself to reject the offer of such a powerful man.
Underestimating the potent effects of the mead, Alec had imbibed a cup, only to find himself misbehaving, he was certain he had come close to engaging in inappropriate behavior, despite knowing he was inhabiting a fifteen-year-old body.
He thanked the gods that Agnes had intervened to come bring him back since he was taking time there after the general and major returned to the camp ; otherwise, he feared he might have done more than he could recall.