Step into the Scottish Highlands, where moonlight dances on ancient stones and hearts recognize one another across time.
This enchanting candle captures the devotion of Claire and Jamie — a love fierce enough to defy war, distance, and destiny. Hand-poured in a matte black tin, it feels like something lifted from Lallybroch’s hearth or tucked into a leather saddlebag on the road to battle.
The scent opens with wind-swept heather and wild rose, softening into warm oakmoss and the faint musk of worn leather, finishing with a lingering trace of honeyed whisky — the comfort of belonging.
