Perfume Cookbook Elden Ring Novels & Stories

Percival stood up and grabbed Eulalia's wrist, "Did you do this on purpose?" Eulalia hid the coldness in her eyes, turning to face Evadne's gloating face, "I was just being considerate. Since Evadne said it doesn't suit your taste, I threw it away. She seems to know your preferences well, so let her cook from now on." Her words were sincere, and she genuinely advised Percival for their future comfort. Whoever wanted to cook could do so. As Percival drew near, Eulalia smelled his cologne, a scent she used to love. She had even bought it to spray around the room, fooling herself that Percival was home.

“Perfumes from Maison H., some limited-edition jewelry pieces, a few floral arrangements, designer dresses, and fruit hampers from La Belle Harvest.” Her tone was measured, but her eyes flickered every now and then, searching my face for a reaction. I stared at the screen, my thoughts already elsewhere—on Elina lying weak and pale in bed. I still couldn’t shake the image. “Choose the perfume,” I said finally. “That one—” I pointed at the second bottle, subtle and elegant, the type Elina would have liked. “And the dress beside it. Add some fruits too. I want everything packaged neatly and brought to my office before I leave.”

The only thing she could see was his arm, straining the black fabric of his dress shirt, the watch, and some tattoos that were exposed on his hand. "Here's the list of perfumes and cosmetics you should give her. I'll provide them myself, only these. Never give her anything different," he demanded, handing over a paper and a box. "Amore del pesco" (peach love). She quickly understood it was an Italian perfume. She heard heavy and quick footsteps behind her and saw Matheus and Caio coming in a flurry. Caio grabbed Molly by the collar of her dress, silently dragging her away from the door, while Matheus burst into the room almost knocking down the door.

That was why he was anxious to go train in seclusion. Seeing Emery's face becoming as black as thunder, Severin spoke again. "If there's nothing else, I'll be going to my training now." Emery's heart suddenly surged with anger again; she thought that Severin must be looking down on her because she lost to him once. She took a deep breath to suppress her anger before saying calmly to Severin, "I'm willing to put down a sixth-grade alchemical pill recipe and two Pristine Spirit Pills as bets!" Pristine Spirit Pill was a sixth-grade high-rank alchemical pill. There were only a few Pristine Spirit Pills in existence because the thousand-year-old herb needed to create this pill was very difficult

"Yeah, I know, it just didn't occur to me for a moment, but if it's incense, how could it be better than perfume?" Helma paused. "Why do you think perfume is better than ignited incense? Incense is made of purely natural materials. It is much superior to the synthetic essential oils used in your chemical concoctions!" Lia pursed her lips. When Helma was about to leave after saying that, Lia reached out to grab Helma's wrist. Sophia had quick eyes and hands. She grabbed Lia's hand and gently moved her forward. Although Sophia was sweet-looking, she had been in Emeraldshade Forum for many years. She had taken on many tasks and experienced countless bloody missions.

Felix could warn her in private, but he couldn’t openly tear things apart with her in public. She knew women were sensitive to details. So from beginning to end, she used only one perfume. It was custom-made for her, with a strong scent that lingered for hours. Felix’s clothes always carried a faint cedar scent, so she had chosen a perfume with cedar and ambergris in the base notes. All she had to do was brush a little onto him when she had the chance, and the scent would cling to him. Felix wouldn’t mind. Most days, he was too busy to even notice.

I stared at the bay leaves Eileen had pressed into my palm. “To attract your mate” she counseled. Oh boy! Bay leaves too? She handed me a little bottle of greenish liquid. “What's this for?” I asked, scrutinizing the bottle. “Perfume made with Lavender, patchouli, nutmeg and fennel” She replied. “And why the hell should I wear this?” “To attract love, and your soulmate”

Barlow pointed out. I rush to my perfume station and start working on it. It needs to be ready for Marco for when he’d finally face Dorian, and I hurry to finish it. I add the necessary ingredients and stir the mixture so it combines fully, finally the smell wafts towards me, and I know it’s ready. The new hallucinogenic perfume can not only make the illusion become more realistic, but also has a certain resistance to counteract the black magic. I believe it can resist black magic for at least 30 seconds, which is enough.

She giggled in a sinister manner while rubbing her hands together maniacally. "Okay, spill it bitch, what are you waiting for?" Damn! When did I start imitating El's words? She's really an influence on me. "Okay, okay, hold your horses, babygirl. This flower called the wolfsbane maker can be used to create a wolfsbane, but not the usual kind, my dear. This kind I'm talking about helps hide the scent of a wolf or Lycan from being traced by enemies, got it?" El revealed slowly and carefully while gazing into my eyes to know if she had my full attention.