Scarlet stares steadily at the glass in her hand and pulls it close to her nose to take a whiff. Enticed by the intoxicating, earthy and spicy aroma, she warily samples it.
Meanwhile, Carson watches open-mouthed in anticipation as continuous beads of sweat form on his forehead and course down his face and neck.
A moment of inebriation whelms Scarlet and she turns to face Carson who stops his massaging and nervously waits for a reaction. She gazes longingly at him. Her eyes filled with lust and desire and without a moment’s notice she blinks. All traces of infatuation escape her.
“Oh my. This is quite exquisite. ” She exclaims. “And potent – I love it!”
Relieved, Carson returns to his seat across from her and wipes the sweat from his forehead with his forearm.
“Try some more.” He suggests elated at the prospect of the love potion succeeding.
Unable to contain herself, Scarlet gulps down the entire glass leaving the captain flabbergasted.
“Only I had known the Duchess was a winebibber. This is way too easy!”
She shakes her head to dismiss the wooziness and licks her lips. “Mmm … It is sinfully delicious. What wine is this?”
“Oh… it’s a …um…Dom Fairignon from the vineyards of … um …Iadara. I especially selected this wine for this evening.”
Carson takes a moment to study’s Scarlet manner.
“Did it work? How can I tell? She is still here so that must be a good sign.”
“I can not resist I simply must have more! ” Scarlet demands as she picks up the decanter to pour herself another glass only to have it snatched by Carson.
Carson nervously begins, “Uhhh… I beg your forgiveness your grace, but I want you to preserve your appetite for another wine.”
Scarlet pouts. “But I want that wine! ” She protests.
“Yes, but the wine I wish to introduce to you is much finer and aged to perfection and also very rare. You will not be disappointed. ” Without any objections, Carson says,” If you can excuse me, I need to fetch it from the cellar… it umm… must be at the optimal temperature to fully experience and truly appreciate all the intricate flavours it has to offer. In the meantime, please enjoy the meal. I won’t be long my dear.”
With that he departs with the decanter.
Meanwhile Scarlet stuffs her mouth with the tasty food prepared for her while her mind deeply engrossed with thoughts of the delightful wine she had just savoured.
“I have to tell the council about this wine – it will be a hit at the weddings!”
“Hmm… I do not recall seeing wine so divine in our cellar… Me think Talreth has been holding out on us.”
Carson pants as he climbs up the stairs from the cellar feeling the weight of his clothes now fully drenched in sweat.
He is barely able to lift the decanter completely filled with the same wine he had introduced to Scarlet, but this time, the wine is slightly cooler and has recently been mixed with four vials of the love potions that he just purchased beforehand while praying he brought enough wine to quench the duchess thirst and enough love potions that she will succumb to its’ effects.
“Here go several months paychecks. This better work…”