Oud Al Melka Royal Crown 2015

Once upon a time, there was a king who had great sorrow with his daughter. The girl was indeed lovely to behold, but instead of picking flowers and singing little songs, she ran around the stables, searched the forest for spices, reveled in the mist of white blossoms, hunted wild animals and tanned their hides into leather, chopped noble trees into firewood, and firmly milked the musk oxen during mating season.

The father was very saddened by this - which nobleman would want such a girl as a wife? Especially since the daughter had made it a condition that she would only accept the one who could bring her an excellent perfume. Whoever failed in this, had lost everything.

Many dared to take on the task, for the king had staked not only half but, just to be safe, his entire kingdom. Some tried with scents of the most exquisite fruits, others brought essences of the most glorious flowers, but none succeeded in pleasing the daughter, and the child always reached for the sword. Soon the space in front of the castle gate was filled with stakes bearing heads that she had severed from countless failures and had mounted there. Meanwhile, the moat was increasingly filled with the severed limbs of those fortunate ones whom the fair one had graciously spared their heads.

One day, a prince from the distant land of Lombardy rode up and requested a day and a night to solve the task. When he saw the princess running around the stables, he followed her lead and cleverly captured the gentle scent of the cattle with a damp cloth. In the forest, he rummaged around the same spots as his beloved. From the white blossoms, he miraculously extracted an aromatic oil. Then, using alchemical art, he created a scent reminiscent of coarse leather. In one of the felled trees, he found a resinous wood of special fragrance, and finally, he ventured at night (when surely no one from the "Sun" was watching) to the musk oxen.

From all these ingredients, he quickly produced a potent perfume. And behold! - it pleased the maiden exceedingly, and she consented to the marriage. Thus, the Lombard prince married the king's daughter and became the (official) ruler of the entire realm. He was allowed to keep his head, and his member remained unscathed.

At least during the day.

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What now - this robust juice with a dirty base musk note of monstrous longevity is supposed to be a scent for princesses? The text actually states: "A dreamy Oud for princesses...". Aha. It must be of the kind without the pink dress.

I thank Yatagan for the sample.