Checking vintages or anything of the sort is far beyond Joshua. Maybe in another life, if he'd been given the chance to properly inherit his father's throne he would've cared about such things, but then again it's likely he wouldn't. Thus, whether it's a 'good' wine or not - he won't know.

But, as he raises the glass to his lips to take a sip, he finds it's not really terrible at all. A little tart, sure, but there's a sweetness to it too. With a smile he sits after their toast, settling back in his chair to smile over the table at his fellow Dominant.

"What do you think of it?" He swirls his glass a little. "I think it's all right." Good enough for the son of an archduke but maybe not for a prince.