Princess Matilda clapped a hand over her mouth, gasping in a whisper. All the judges had their eyes glued on Chloe's actions.
Chloe picked out a shard of glass from the pile of broken pieces, a thin slice fitting perfectly in her hand. She held up her left hand and sliced a small cut on her finger, her face void of any expression.
Blood seeped out from the wound quickly. Finally, she let two drops of blood fall into the freshly made perfume bottle.
This was mind-boggling. Everyone present was dumbstruck!
They had never seen anyone use their own blood as an ingredient in making perfume. The thought of human blood in perfume sparked a powerful disgust. So, when Chloe passed the finished perfume to the judges, they didn't even want to give it a sniff. Who would want to smell someone else's blood?
But with Princess Matilda present, the judges reluctantly picked up the scent test strips, holding them to their noses. When the rich and warm fragrance hit their nostrils, the judges were stunned. They looked up at Chloe.
Chloe gave a small smile, watching them nonchalantly. Their reactions didn't surprise her one bit.
Afterward, the judges gave their test strips a little shake. They took another whiff and their eyes filled with admiration.
"This..."
One of the judges couldn't help but shift his gaze back to Chloe, his eyes full of confusion.
"This is a very warm fragrance. Like a sunny day, cloudless and crisp, you can even feel the majestic and comfortable feeling of the sun shining on a sea of flowers. There's a hint of flowers, grass and wood. It's just perfect! Can you tell us the name of this perfume?"
Chloe fell silent for a moment, then turned her head to look at Princess Matilda at her side.
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