Lena watched as her companion picked a bottle. She couldn’t see the label, even when he poured the wine into the glasses. It was only when he gave her one of the wineglasses did she get to assess his taste.
She took a sip of the wine and relished its taste in her mouth for a while before mentally applauding his choice. Lena took one more sip of wine before looking up and answering Gerardo’s query.
“Not always,” she answered, “there are a few faeries who like to go wild. But when Faerie Royalty was around, well, you have to behave. Unless the said Fae Royalty is me.”
“That makes sense. Are you one of the ‘wild’ faeries then?” he asked drinking from his glass.
Lena blushed when he pointed out her emphasis on the wine glasses. It was a strict custom in the Seelie Court to drink from them and not from the bottle directly. Normally, she would ignore the rules. But if it got her to drink from the collection of wines that were more than five-hundred years old, then it was worth it.
“I apologize, it’s an old habit.” she explained. “They wouldn’t let us drink wine in the Court if it wasn’t in a wine glass. Prim and proper little buggers.“
"As a celebration of you knowing this little gem here,” she said, slapping his back, “you pick the wine.”
“Don’t worry about it most societies would say the same, most people.” Gerard smirked when Lena gave him permission to choose the wine, looking through the wine, he looked for one he recognised. He found a bottle of Castillo de San Lorenzo Rioja Reserva, he opened it and taking down two glasses poured them a glass each. “Here you go” Gerardo held up a glass offering it to Helena. “So is it always so prim and proper in the Seelie Court?”
Lena thought hard about the question as she walked towards the path that would lead them to the kitchen. She always accepted any drink. After a few minutes of harsh thinking, she gave her companion a shrug.
“I don’t really have a preference, I think. Either white or red will do for me. As long as it is of good quality, it’s fine.”
The faerie stopped and took a right turn. She turned and faced Gerardo with a smile.
“At the end of the corridor is the kitchen, as you know. I chose this one because the wine glasses are here. Easier access, you know? And less conspicuous.”
“Honestly if that’s your wine preference then I think we’ll get along. ” Gerardo said following the fae into a little room which was just off the kitchen. “Definitely less conspicuous but I wouldn’t have minded drinking from the bottle.” He smiled back ensuring the atmosphere stay friendly.
“Will you like to the pick wine, or shall I?”
”Since you seem desperate for some wine, okay then.” Lena gestured for him to follow her.
The bottles of wine were scattered in different compartments, the nearest in the kitchen. She hadn’t been to the New York Institute until a few months ago, but she had heard rumors before she resided in the massive place. She was happy to confirm that these rumors were true. She had finished a bottle in two days, and it was wine of great quality. Probably fifty years old.
“The quality of the wines are splendid. They range from fifty to maybe a century.”
“Thanks” Gerard said before following. “Excellent, I’m glad to hear they have some good wine. So which do you prefer red or white?”
“Ah,” Lena nodded at the guy in front of her. “Well, there’s unlimited food in the kitchen. Hopefully that will make your disposition better.”
“What were you expecting?”
“Possibly, a little wine may work a little better.”
“I don’t really know, but it was a but more than this.”