The rooms I had left for last were stunningly beautiful with their 16th century plaster decoration. Depictions on the walls and ceiling are said to tell of the Prophet Yusuf (Biblical Joseph), whose beauty was such that the Pharaoh's female slaves cut their hands in amazement and the Egyptian queen, Zulaykha resorted to covering her bedroom walls with erotic paintings in an attempt to seduce him. Yusuf took to his heels and lived to tell the tale.
A slightly smaller sitting room located just next door was equally beautiful, though it was harder to photograph. There seems to be a striking resemblance and correlation between the work we saw her and the designs and compositions on famous Safavid court carpets and Persian paintings of the same epoch.
I was again speechless (which seems to have been a common circumstance throughout the Iranian "discovery" trip) as every-time I thought nothing else would impact me as much ... I'd be shown something to remind me how wrong I could be and these Museum rooms were exactly that.
We got back to where we had first stopped at Na'in, the Mosque, before getting on the bus that would take us to Yazd, the last stop before flying to Teheran.