"What scent are you considering this evening?" Deana's maid, Angie, asked as she opened a shallow drawer to reveal dozens of little bottles within.

"I would like my presence to be known," Deana said firmly. "However, I do not wish for attention."

Angie reached for a bottle.

"Peony and indifference?"

"Not this time of year."

"Of course, milady. How about cranberry and doubt?"

"Perfect."

The bottles were quickly switched, scent was dabbed, and finally Deana was ready for a perfectly dull evening.

Angie would be waiting with pine and lust.

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