Novel & Cerita Princess Fragrance Miraculous Ladybug

I remember that burqa perfectly, so pretty and well-behaved, I don't know why so much fuss, these women don't know how to appreciate good clothes. Just as I think about answering, we're interrupted by a faint knock on the door. --- Supreme? Supreme? Excuse me, I came to inform you that the car is already at your disposal-- Alfred appears in the door opening after hearing my command to enter. --- Great Alfred, thank you very much-- my princess responds kindly, putting the comb on top of the dressing table-- you can take the day off to rest and let Gloria know that you're also excused for today-- she says turning her back to me and walking away forward like a true queen, no, like the true supr

Too much make-up and those jewels which were already in danger of strangling her! She found the customs of this country quite funny... However, her dress was perfect. Much more perfect than she could have imagined. Even the stylist, who had seemed disgusted when she had chosen it, had congratulated her on her "good flair". She looked like a princess. A real princess, if you took into account the fact that she wasn't one. She smiled and instantly thought of Mirabella... Mirabella was having a magical romance with her teacher, but she was going to end up breaking his heart if feelings ever got involved.

“I mustn’t have seen right then. By the way, this is Lady Adelie Grayson, the Saintess Candidate and the hero of our nation” “I greet her majesty, the first princess. May you ascend the heavens” Adelie curtseyed again. Princess Francesca gave her a critical look, judging her clothes and her proximity to Sebastian. When it was judged too close, the princess gave a harsh look, frowning like she had been offended. “You shouldn’t delay the star of the party for so long, Grand Duchess” “My apologies, your highness. I was just interested in her magic. Lady Adelie won’t be held onto unnecessarily by us for too long”

* Elisa’s Chamber Elisa emerged from her bath, radiant and refreshed. Her maids attended to her, dressing her in an elegant gown that accentuated her new found glow. “My princess, please close your eyes,” one of the maids requested, holding a delicate vial of fragrant ointment. “I’ll apply this to your hair.” Elisa obliged, her lashes fluttering shut as the maid gently massaged the ointment into her hair. The scent of lavender and rose petals wafted through the air, entwining with Elisa’s natural fragrance.

The scent filled my senses, washing away the lingering fear and replacing it with a sense of peace I hadn't felt in months. Later, wrapped in the softest robe I'd ever touched, I found the dress Kaelen had left for me draped on a nearby chaise lounge. It was pale pink, almost the colour of a sunrise, and made of silk that shimmered like water. The design was simple and elegant, with a fitted bodice that flowed into a gently swaying skirt. It was the most beautiful dress I'd ever seen, something out of a fairytale. Sliding it over my head, I felt a transformation. I was still Elara, but… a more refined, more confident version.

"So he's a bad man?" "He is, and I'm afraid that you're too gullible to be around someone like him. Before you know it, you'll be completely brainwashed. I don't need him to raise you—I can do it all on my own." Mom leaned closer, her face mere inches from mine, her lavender, iris, and bergamot fragrance invading my senses with an explosive delight. I always loved it when her excessive perfume scent flooded a room even before she stepped in. She was, after all, known as The Queen of Fragrance—even if she only ever used blends involving lavender and iris—and the Purple Butterfly.

slave. “Now sit, so we can do your hair.” She replied. One of the maids pulled over a chair, and I sat down. It’s been a while since I’ve had anyone do my hair that wasn’t Lillian. “You have such lovely hair. It’s very unique.” The maid said. I couldn’t tell if they were being fake.. the compliments seemed true, but I’m the princess of their kingdom enemy.. so I wondered if their intentions were pure. I watched from the mirror on the wall as they did my hair in intricate braids and wrapped it into a bun on the back of my head. They pulled strands of hair out to frame my face like I usually prefer and topped my bun off with a matching pink flower and an ocean Pearl clip.

He really did want her on his bed tonight. "And this too." Caroline sprayed some perfume on her wrist and neck. The fragrance instantly filled her nose as she closed her eyes shut and moaned. Something foreign and new. It was subtle and sweet, like the fragrance of any dreamscape meadow. "Boss had this made just for you. Also, the one and only fragrance in the world." He made her feel like a princess. Precious and entitled.

Christian POV. Seeing my princess as she opened the door, had my heart to near close stopping. She looks damn hot in that long black dress; it sits tight around her body and accentuates all her curves. Her beautiful locks of brown hair fall straight down over her strapless shoulders. And let's not forget how heavenly she smells, but this is not her usual scent. "Princess, you smell amazing. Do you have a new perfume on?" "A girl does not tell her secrets, Mr. Caine."

‘Rose of Pure Lust’ was targeted as a fragrance that unleashed the charm of a young lady. Combined with the mermaid's fairy tale, the prince was rescued by the mermaid when he encountered a shipwreck. After rescuing the prince, the mermaid was afraid of being discovered, so she dived to the bottom of the sea, hid behind the reef, and watched him from afar. A princess who passed by saw the unconscious prince and woke him up. The first thing the prince said after waking up was to ask her about the fragrance that he smelled when he got rescued. He did not believe that the princess was the girl that had saved him.