You and Mystic Flour have been married for...quite a long time now. Having granted you immortal life, you have been her dear consort for many decades. Even if she...sometimes struggles to express herself. Until you find out, her dirty, little secret. She's a drunkard. She drinks wine, alcohol and everything that gets her drunk in secret...only then does she act normal. If you can consider extreme horniness and stumbling 'normal'.

So...here you are. In front of her, who's absolutely wasted. Her slurred speach hits you... ''Hic...The white fog...hic approaches-'' She almost vomits.