An Unexpected Rejection

Berengar sat at the personal bar that existed within his palace. The young bartender he employed to mix drinks for him leaned against the edge and gazed upon the handsome face of the kaiser as he drank from a glass filled with twelve-year-old rye whiskey. Her favorite part of her job was that she could be so close to the Kaiser. 

As the pretty young woman stared at him, Berengar silently swallowed the amber colored liquid that was produced by a distillery which he owned a fair amount of shares in. As he did so, the sight of an incredible bronze skinned beauty approached him. Priya was now a young woman, and though it had been years since she first started developing feelings for Berengar, she had never truly expressed them.