Freya's POV
Three months later, two noblewomen strolled into a perfume boutique in Norma.
"I'm sure that this perfume boutique is the finest in Norma, especially with this new fragrance from their collection," remarked one of the noblewomen.
A stunning lady in a purple gown gracefully picked up a bottle of blue perfume and delicately took a whiff, a subtle expression of contentment gracing her features.
"It contains rose oil and clove, but I detect something else..." She paused, scrunching her nose in thought.
"Could it be spiced lemon?"
The other lady, adorned in a yellow gown, inquired, "Is that it?"
The pair shook their heads in unison, their expressions pensive.
"It's actually rosemary," I offered as I stepped forward and gently took the perfume bottle from the beautiful woman.
"How can that be?"
"Indeed!"