ASTARION

Born of moonlit silk and sharpened smiles, this scent glides in with practiced charm and something hungry beneath it. It carries the elegance of courtly nights long past, the thrill of survival learned through performance, and desire honed into a weapon. This is beauty worn as camouflage—bright, dangerous, and aching with restraint.

Bergamot – Crisp and gleaming, bright as a rehearsed laugh. A polished first impression, all wit and sparkle, hiding the shadow just behind the eyes.

Rosemary – Green and aromatic, cutting clean through the sweetness. Alertness and cunning, the sharp focus of someone who never stops watching for an opening.

Aged Brandy – Warm and decadent, steeped in oak and time. Indulgence savored slowly, luxury tasted like freedom reclaimed by force.

Blood – Metallic and intimate, close to skin and pulse. Hunger never forgotten, desire bound tightly to survival, thrilling and terrifying in equal measure.

Vampire Spawn – An accord of velvet shadow and cold devotion. Beauty constrained by chains unseen, obedience worn like a curse that still aches to be broken.

He is the smile that promises pleasure and keeps secrets close. The scent lingers like a bite remembered at dawn—seductive, dangerous, and trembling with want just beneath control.