Get a whiff of me! The bees made me out of the most exquisite flowers that ever grew. I stand on a hillside outside the walls of the city. My roof is made of crimson roses, my windows are lilies, my walls are white carnations, my floors glow with auriculas and violets. My doors are made of tulips and narcissi, with sunflowers for knockers.
All around me, hyacinths and other sweet-smelling flowers bloom in masses and fill the air with a sweet perfume that enchants the whole country.
Am I not the most fragrant palace you have ever known?