A king, fearing Nilufar's talents, deployed an elite unit to capture her at her dwelling. "What an odious lot," she muttered, removing the stopper from one of her vials. The scent that wafted around the room brought each soldier to a standstill as the vacant expression of bliss formed upon their faces. Prolonged exposure to the intoxicating aroma would have fearsome consequences, but Nilufar did not wish to cause lasting damage to mere lapdogs. While her intruders were entranced, she presently gathered her belongings and vacated the premises.
See Aromatic Nilufar
Artwork by Sam Hogg.