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Market Forces in Gretna Green
OK, I admit it. I didn’t think it through when I kidnapped the king. But it seemed like a good idea at the time—even Rollo agreed.
Cut me some slack? The idiotic Galician emperor’s latest act of cowardice coming at the same time as the life changes my best mate was juggling—so badly—had thrown me off balance.
Aysha’s always been my rock. But now I can’t be hers because she doesn’t need a rock—other than to the head. She needs encouragement to make her own changes. Admittedly, Ad’Rian’s “teensy little spell” encouraged her more forcefully than I would ever have had the nerve to.
I was busy dragging the inter-realm trade agreements into the 21st century because Fi’s efforts were derailed by the damn emperor’s rudeness and the roadblocks my grandmother dropped into the path of her future happiness.
For the first time, I realised most of my confidence in my new role came from Dola. Now she’s not available for a few days, so I have to stand on my own feet and, much more worryingly, make my own coffee.
Welcome to my world. Grab a drink—you’re going to need it.
This ongoing series should be read in order. It begins with book one, Midlife in Gretna Green.
Market Forces in Gretna Green
Market Forces in Gretna Green
Cozy Pairings
Witches Brew is an earthy and softly floral fragrance that opens with warm clove and gentle spice, creating an immediate sense of familiarity. At its heart, delicate violet brings a subtle sweetness that lifts and softens the richness of dark patchouli. The base is deep and grounding, with smoky, woodsy notes that linger in the air, balanced by a soft warmth. Smooth and atmospheric, this scent feels both comforting and a little unexpected, blending warmth, earth, and soft florals into something subtly captivating.
Why we chose this: Niki McKnight arrived in Gretna Green with no idea what a Recorder was, and found herself in a sentient Scottish house managing Celtic gods, Fae kings, Viking royalty, and a talking cat with strong opinions about everything. Witches Brew is the candle for every book in this series, earthy and ancient, with the soft floral depth of a place where old magic has been living quietly for centuries. It smells like a hearth in a house that knows your name, like something brewing that has been brewing for a very long time. Light this candle and let the grounding warmth of patchouli and violet fill the room like a magical estate in Scotland where the past and the present are always in lively, occasionally chaotic conversation.