"Don't drink" he whispered to my ear at the same time that he kissed my cheek and passed the golden cup into my hands. I, following his advice, faked drinking, and then I passed the golden cup to the person next to me, whispering the same words I was told, before giving him the kiss on the cheek.
Minutes later, only I and the man before me were the ones who remained standing up in the grand circle of people; everyone else had drunk from the golden cup and lied dead on the floor.
The end.