The Giftwright, Book Four

Some commissions should come with questions.

Neve has built a reputation on making the impossible last. Memory ornaments that hold a grandmother's voice forever. Glass slippers that won't vanish at midnight. Whatever the commission, the Giftwright Workshop delivers.

When a woman in a fairy godparent's cloak arrives with detailed specifications, a generous purse, and a strand of a child's hair for the binding, Neve sees nothing but a well-planned commission. A glass hatchet with a safety ward, keyed to a boy named Emory. Clean, precise, and beautifully made.

He sends the verification letter to the guild. The hatchet goes out the door before the reply comes back.

Now Emory can't put it down, and the log in front of him won't split. And because Neve made it, he's the only one who can take it from the boy. Which means he's the one holding it now.

A cursed hatchet demands one split log. A glass blade was never meant to chop wood. And somewhere in the eastern mines, a nobleman's wife is waiting to see if anyone is clever enough to bring her home.

He made it perfectly. That was the problem.

Good thing Neve has Mira.

The Glass Hatchet is the fourth book in the Giftwright Tales, a cozy fantasy series following the most interesting shop in Silverneve.