Mormerildes stayed tucked firmly between the crevices of the barrels, banking on the darker lighting of the cellars to keep her hidden. Her knees were pulled up to her chest in a sitting fetal position, and she had clearly been hiding away and indulging herself in the wine, although it likely had not been for long, as only two empty bottles were at her feet thus far.
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