Like whispers of forgotten lovers woven into the fabric of the earth, the Azal grape blooms with a grace that dances between citrus and florals, evoking the sun-drenched hills of Portugal's Vinho Verde. Its subtle effervescence and refreshing acidity sway with the breeze, conjuring sunlit picnics and secret toasts under starlit skies. As one sips this enchanting nectar, might they dare to ponder: what stories lie hidden within each glimmering drop?