Potential

"Shally, what is it?" Anfey asked, smiling.

"Anfey, I want to as you something. Promise me you won’t get mad?" Shally bit her lip and ask timidly.

The little unicorn yelped. Anfey still hadn’t given it alcohol, and it was getting impatient.

"Why would I get angry at you?" Anfey replied gently. He poured the unicorn some wine, wondering how a unicorn would act when it was drunk.

"Will you love and cherish and take care of my sister forever?"

"What?" Anfey looked at Shally and could not process what she just said. "Why would you ask something like that?" Since he was distracted, the wine overflowed the cup.

The unicorn jumped up and snatched the bottle from his hands. However, Anfey was focused on Shally and did not bother to stop the unicorn. He soon turned up the bottle and allowed the unicorn to take gulps from it.