A drink and a smoke

“I would love to” you say,as the obese wolf hands you the glass,as well as a fine looking and perfectly prepared cigar,you take a sip,but your face cant help but scrunch up at just how strong this champagne was,your eyes only go wider as you see the wolf noble forgo glasses alltogethere and simply drink the **** straigt from the bottle,loud gulps fill the chariot as he chugs the whole thing in less that a minute,letting out a loud burp as he finishes

“Ahh,that was a good drink,but where are my manners” he says before procuring a lighter from under his pocket,you put the tip of the cigar in your mouth alet the wolf light the other half,taking a few puffs,you can feel yourself starting to relax,your worries about meeting the king starting to melt away

“Now that's better” the wolf says as he lights another much bigger cigar for himself “Allow me to present myself,my name is Sir Reginald Wolfgang,one of the many Dukes of these lands,and let me say,those pumpkins you made were quite exquisite,and so plump as well,the royal chefs had a field day with them!” you can't help but blush at the praise,the **** was not really helping either

“But well” the wolf continues,fat cigar in his maw “you seem to be quite “small” for our tastes,let alone the king’s,but that's a nonissue,we have plenty of ways to fix that” Wolfgang smiles,showing that despite all the fat on his face rounding out his features,his rows of sharp teeth were still quite intimidating

“Hmm,but how” you ask,before he points to the smoking cigar in your mouth,its smoke starting to gain a more azure coloration “with that” he says with a sly smile