The Oak King – Tobacco & Oak Folklore Candle

Born of bark and breath, crowned in smoke and season.
There are kings who rule with fire and force, and those who rule by endurance.

The Oak King stands tall at the turning of the year, rooted in earth, wrapped in ritual, and heavy with the scent of old forests and sacred halls.

Scent Notes

• Top: Lemon, lime, mint, cognac
• Heart: Jasmine, iriswood, clove, vetiver
• Base: Oak, incense, tobacco, musk

✨ Warm oak and tobacco softened by incense — grounding, noble, and quietly commanding.

The Oak King is a figure of ancient folklore, the ruler of the waxing year, guardian of growth, strength, and steady becoming.

This candle draws on that energy: oak-born and smoke-crowned, shaped by ritual fires and the slow turning of seasons. Tobacco and incense lend depth and gravity, while fresh citrus notes lift the scent just enough to keep it alive and breathing.

It is not a loud candle.
It is a present one.

A scent for grounding, reflection, and honouring cycles that cannot be rushed.

✨ Story-Infused Magic:

Each Wild Goddess candle includes a story card with a QR code linking to a narrated folklore/fairy tale, written and read by me, Kayleigh.

The Oak King’s story will unfold as part of the turning year, a myth of balance, challenge, and the eternal dance between light and dark, growth and rest.

Light the candle. Step into the season. Remember the old ways.

Perfect For:

• Lovers of oak, incense & tobacco scents
• Year-round burning for strength, presence & resolve
• Rituals, reflection & seasonal living
• Fans of myth, folklore & earth-rooted magic
• Those drawn to grounded, masculine-leaning fragrances
  

🕯️ The Details:

• Size: 30cl

• Burn time: Approx 40 hours

• Wax: Natural rapeseed & coconut wax

• Sustainability: Vegan-friendly, clean-burning, eco-conscious

• Made: Hand-poured in small batches in England

• Packaging: Recyclable, finished with rustic string and a gold wax seal

Each candle is artisan-made, so small variations and imperfections tell the story of the maker’s hand, a reminder that true magic is never mass-produced.