Royal. Regal. Rapture. Ravish.

Hidden within the private quarters of an aristocractic palace, there were private quarters within quarters. In the eaves, behind velvet and behind a ‘faux’ bookcase there lay a study in anatomic perfection. By the bedside next to her outstretched arm, a decorated antique tray of figs, vintage lace handkerchiefs and privately made perfumes.

The lady lay as if posing for artistic render. Almond eyes and panther black, liquorice curls. Plum silk sheets half draped over curves and a scent hung in the air that intoxicated seductively.

Warm sensual birch sap giving ground to bountiful Ajwa date, amber and deer musk. Moving gently towards saffron and iris with tonka bean giving generous depth to this unique aroma.