Annalise stared at the huge jar that was sitting in front of her on the table. Its size was probably twice that of her head and the servant, who had brought the wine for her on her order, was staring at her non-stop as if to see her drink the wine with his very own eyes.
"How... strong is this wine...?" She wanted to sound strong but her voice clearly betrayed her emotions.
"Since it's the best wine in our store, it's also the strongest one. Please enjoy." The servant answered with a not-so-polite smile that made her regret her decision for ordering the wine without thinking properly about the consequences.
Now, she was in a big dilemma. She couldn't drink as the wine was strong but not drinking it also didn't seem like an option for her as the servant was still waiting for her to drink the wine... and probably comment whether it was good or not according to her.
