(Couldn't find a pic I liked well enough aside from Merlin stills, which I didn't feel like using.)
Morgause
Earth sorceress and mother of Mordred, she is, in essence, the harbinger of King Arthur's doom and the downfall of Camelot. She is a sister, or sister-self, to Morgan Le Fay. A bouquet of five night-blooming flowers deepened by dusky violet, purple fruits and the barest breath of medieval incenses.
In The Imp: It's...complex. Very sophisticated. It's another that reminds me of bottled spray perfume. I smell the violet and hints of incense, but instead of being overwhelming and hurting my head, the incense just darkens the scent a bit and grounds it. Pretty sure there's jasmine in there, too.
Immediate Application: Somewhat sweeter than in the bottle, but this is still something for grownups only.
30-45 Minutes Later: Gets a little more sweet, and by the end? Fabric softener dryer sheets. *sigh* I'd really like it if not for this last stage. -_-;;
Mental Image: At first? Every full-page spread for a luxury perfume ever, complete with simple black backgound and a woman in an evening gown brooding at the camera. Then, well. Let's just say I couldn't wear it around Dean Winchester. He'd swear the Snuggle bear is around and start shooting. :p
Verdict: Up for trade.