Ornate black glass bottle ... When I tried this jewel for the first time, I subconsciously suspected that it would be one of those scents that "gets me on my knees" ... This scent is dark, hot, full of emotions and passions. .. It could be summed up as a very luxurious dark orient, wood, smoke, resin, spices, ambergris, dry vanilla and red rose. It has hidden references to other fragrances known to me and their silent parade runs through my head ... Oriental Brulant, Myrrhe et Delires, Ambre Sultan, Coromandel ... But it won't be that simple ... Bittersweet composition, incredibly hot, smoke from burning resins, herbal myrrh and leather labdanum, rich floral powder of roses, ylang and jasmine, dry spice sweetness, cinnamon with cloves and a pinch of coriander, warm sandalwood oil, a little patchouli and a dose of musk, thick dark honey drips from the honeycomb it fixes and softens the dominant part of vanilla with amber, and this pair is perhaps in the most lonely form I know ... This fragrance is dark, hot, full of emotions and passions ... those that fill the heart to the brim, those that burn and it hurts and you keep on torturing ... bewitching ... there's no way back. A silent twilight descends upon the desert oasis, the cold power of the night takes over the burning day ... The Royal Guard commander caresses the neck of his dark noble steed, looks into his black faithful eyes ... as faithful as he is to his king ... in unspoken words, he asks his friend ... Why is he? Why did the king choose him to safely bring him his new chosen one ... How easy this task seemed to him ... Although he led the warrior tribes ... In the territory he knew long ago, from his first childhood memories ... memories of not knowing how high the walls of a royal city could be, when he had not yet known the luxury of palaces, when his mind and body had not yet experienced the excitement of fighting ... from memories of a little boy playing in his homeland village, under the shadow of palm trees ... a little boy who wanted to fulfill all the dreams and wishes he had seen in the eyes of his little queen ... sweet neighborhood girls, with white skin, hot desert sand and dark hair, the darkest night with eyes gleaming like stars in the midnight sky ... Today he serves his king and must fulfill his dream ... even though she stands before him ... his little queen ... Tomorrow at dawn the caravan will set off again and before the sun bends to the west, he sees the high walls of the royal city ... and he last touches the gentle hand of his little queen, helping her out of the saddle after a tiring day ... and then safely handing the king his new chosen ... bride ... my mistress ... This fragrance is dark, hot, full of emotions and passions ... (April 11, 2013 - Renée H.)