The Glass-Cursed

Five years ago, Mora Black walked off the last battlefield of her war and opened a tea shop. She didn't look back.

The Whispering Mug is hers now — a snug place in the recovering port town of Mossharbor, with cups that whisper small secrets to the right ears and blends she's built from scratch. Mora chose this quiet on purpose. After everything she was, she's earned the right to be something smaller.

Then a glassblower named Kelyn Vorn walks in at dusk, soaked from the barge crossing, with a right hand he won't take his glove off.

When he finally does, the hand is crystal to the second knuckle — the same ancient magic as the Glass-Groves, the same war-sorcery Mora's own unit deployed to clear a forest in the name of victory. She knows exactly what it is. She knows exactly who made it.

She also knows that the only magic that can read it, slow it, or undo it is the cold war-mind she has been very carefully not opening for five years.

The Glass-Cursed is the first book in Whispers & Wayfarers — cozy fantasy about healing that goes slow, a community forming cup by cup, and a retired battle-mage deciding how much of who she used to be she's willing to be again.

No romantic throughline. Found family. Warm ending guaranteed.