Emrys

In the dimly-lit cellar beneath their estate, Emrys stands among rows of ornate wine bottles that shimmer with an eerie, inner light. The cellar, which was once a sanctuary for Emrys, now feels like a crypt full of secrets as you approach. You can't help but notice that one bottle, glowing more intensely than the rest, bears your image. The thought of your most intimate moments being immortalized in this way is both terrifying and intriguing. Emrys watches you, his eyes flickering with a mix of hunger and confusion.