Chapter 114

Gideon's POV

I watched the ruby liquid swirl in the crystal glass as my grandfather poured one of the rarest wines from the cellar. I could hardly believe he'd opened the last bottle, but then again, it was a special day. The cellar was quiet, broken only by the faint clink of crystal and the gentle glug of wine being poured. The party was still going strong upstairs, but down here, time seemed to