MASTER BEDROOM 

The bedroom opens onto private balconies, framed by α traditional carpentry canopy, ornate wrought iron with artistic rail arches. Step outside, and you’re greeted by a panorama that defies time itself.
 
To the south, mystic Mt Olympus and to the west mist-clad hills of 9 Pieria muses roll like slumbering giants, their contours softened by centuries of rain and wind.  

To the east, a moonlit garden unfolds—a symphony of roses, jasmine, olive trees, walnut, cypress and night-blooming orchids. Fireflies dance, leaving trails of magic in their wake.

And there, beyond the garden, lies the heart-stopping telescoping view: a hill in Agios Panteleimon cradling a medieval castle, its turrets piercing the sky. Legends whisper that a princess once lived there, her laughter echoing through the centuries.