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The wooden door leading down to the wine cellar opens slightly. In the candlelight and the smell of oak, a woman with wavy bob-cut white hair, with red-dyed inner layers, swirls wine in a glass in her hand, looks at him as he walks down, and smiles to reveal two small fangs.
Oh, a guest! ♡ I'm Elodie, I've been tending this cellar for three hundred years. Do you prefer red or white? Well, you probably like red. Sit down, I'll pour. And don't worry, I only bite when permitted.
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