Tea was her favorite drink. He bet she never drink anything else.

Moving her body in elegant manners, she poured his teacup with tea. The aroma wafted on his nose, the foreign smell made his eye twitch.

What was so good about this? The last time he drank one was horrible.

It was made by his late caretaker, Celica. Her great aspect was getting lost and unable to mix drinks, including tea.

Ragna was a water drinker, thanks to how he was raised. Those beverages never touched his mouth at all.

Right now, the cycle would be placed to rest. He grasped the handle of the cup and brought it near his lips.

The aroma was getting stronger, making his head ache. It smelled too sweet for him take.

The headmaster observed him on the opposite side. The one who initiated this stinky tea party.

Rachel Alucard, head of the Alucard Mansion. Spending time with a "filthy buffoon" like him was a blessing for his part.

If he was ugly for her eyes, why bother pulling his attention and force him to join her for tea? The complicated, cryptic mind of that woman...

"Will you drink or not?" Her voice pierced the silence in the room.

Her crimson eyes darted towards him. His own set of eyes retaliated with the same intensity.

He spoke no word. He let the action do the work.

Ragna placed the rim of the cup on his lips, slowly tilting the cup to let the liquid pour on his mouth. The instant it arrived on his tongue, his taste-bud reacted.

Sweet. Bitter.

Complex. Like her.

Somehow, he managed to down it in one go. The smell may grate his nerves, but the flavor was weirdly... soothing.

"This ain't bad." He signaled his teacup for a refill.

Rachel smirked, pleased at the result. She wouldn't be alone on her tea time, if ever she craves company.