Rose glared at him, but looked startled when a glass of ale was pressed into her hands. She had tried any alcohol in her life, apart from communion wine. Father had been strictly opposed to drinking. If he would see her now... "To the people..." she said, rather than shouted, along, and she drank one sip, blushing, and immediately pulling a face when she realized it tasted bitter. So this was what people ruined their families' lives for?