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The House of Ahlam

ARABIAN NIGHTS

ARABIAN NIGHTS

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  • Authentic. Composed in Denmark, signed by hand.
  • Delivered across Scandinavia in 1–3 days.
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ARABIAN NIGHTS – The Night’s Reflection is a fragrance that glows like moonlight itself — an Ahlam perfume that feels soft, magnetic, and eternal.

arabian night opens with a golden shimmer of saffron and bergamot, setting the tone for an experience that feels both luxurious and serene.
At the heart, Bulgarian rose blooms beside deep agarwood (oud), weaving an aura of mystery and devotion — a timeless pairing crafted for a refined oil perfume.

As the scent settles, warm amber, smooth tonka bean, and sweet sugar cane melt into clean white musk and earthy oakmoss, creating a trail that feels both sacred and seductive — a quiet power that lingers long after the night fades.

Qamar is not just worn — it is felt.
The moon’s whisper on your skin.

This Ahlam oil perfume is made for evenings that demand depth, presence, and timeless elegance.

Scent notes

Top notes — Bergamot, saffron, pink pepper.

Heart notes — Oud, rose, jasmine.

Base notes — Amber, sandalwood, white musk.

How to wear

Apply two presses to pulse points — inner wrist, neck, behind the ear. Do not rub. Allow the top notes to settle for two to three minutes. The fragrance develops fully on the skin within an hour and lasts six to eight hours.

Shipping & returns

We deliver across Denmark in 1–2 working days and to Sweden, Norway, Finland in 2–5 days. Orders over DKK 499 ship complimentary. Unopened bottles can be returned within 14 days for a full refund.

About the house

Ahlam is a Danish house of fragrance, composed slowly in small editions just outside Copenhagen. Born from a love of Arabic perfumery and Scandinavian restraint, each bottle is filled and signed by hand.

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“I gave a bottle of Siraj to my mother for her birthday. She cried.”

— Ida H., Copenhagen