[ no, he has no need of food or drink; his mana is duly supplied by their spiritual connection. she is adequate in providing nourishment as a magus, which is the essential to their contractual relationship.

rather, the issue at hand is the rite of hospitality. as a king, he should be treated with all due respect, and not simply of the obligatory variety. instead, it should be wholehearted.

-- granted, he complained previously that she had tried to bribe him when she offered gifts. however, king's prerogative to contradict himself, etc. etc. congratulations, Neria, you get to endure all his Gilganisms until/unless you find that sweet spot, whatever it might be and wherever it may be lurking. ]

Hmph, mongrel, it is necessary and obvious that you should demonstrate your loyalty to me by ceding those sheets, as well as the contents of your cellar.

[ ... his eyebrow raises at the mention of wine. at least there is a flicker of curiosity, not just petulance. ]

Oh? If it is of any worth, it is already within my vault. Still, it is fitting that one who seeks to call themselves my Master should have only the finest of spirits. Very well, I will judge your beverage for myself. A high privilege indeed! Rejoice, Neria! I grant you the honor of serving me your brew.