Sorcery and Small Magics (The Wildersongs Trilogy, #1)

by Maiga Doocy

“I’m not the type to complain about a little cut.” “Two days ago, you spent hours complaining about a blister,” Grimm pointed out. “Literal hours.” “It was a very large blister.”

I’d decided it was nearly criminal that the Fount didn’t teach practical household spells. I likely wouldn’t have paid attention even if they did, but Grimm would have, and then he could have given me tips.