A wandering fortune teller finds an unexpected family in this warm and wonderful debut fantasy, perfect for readers of Travis Baldree and Sangu Mandanna.

Tao is an immigrant fortune teller, traveling between villages with just her trusty mule for company. She only tells “small” fortunes: whether it will hail next week; which boy the barmaid will kiss; when the cow will calve. She knows from bitter experience that big fortunes come with big consequences…

Even if it’s a lonely life, it’s better than the one she left behind. But a small fortune unexpectedly becomes something more when a (semi) reformed thief and an ex-mercenary recruit her into their desperate search for a lost child. Soon, they’re joined by a baker with a knead for adventure, and—of course—a slightly magical cat.

Tao sets down a new path with companions as big-hearted as her fortunes are small. But as she lowers her walls, the shadows of her past are closing in—and she’ll have to decide whether to risk everything to preserve the family she never thought she could have.

Cozy fantasy is having a moment — and I’m here for it! What’s not to love about tales of friendship and magic, usually with baked goods, cats, and other comfort symbols in the mix?

The Teller of Small Fortunes fits wonderfully into this cozy trend, with its emphasis on being true to those you love, being kind, and looking for good outcomes for as many people as possible.

As the book opens, Tao is a traveling fortune-teller — but as she makes clear, she only tells small fortunes. She provides simple, plain truths to the people who seek her advice; nothing life or death, just small visions of a person’s next steps, something to help them along their way.

We also learn that Tao is on the run. A Shinn (an ethnicity standing in for Chinese-born) in the land of Eshtera (essentially, a Caucasian-dominant kingdom), Tao stands out wherever she goes, and is often eyed with suspicion. When Tao was a child, her mother married an Eshteran nobleman and left Shinara behind. Tao has grown up with wealth and comfort, but never love or acceptance, and as her magical powers became apparent, was about to be forced into servitude in the Guild of mages. She fled before that could happen, and spends her time alone, on the road, always moving from village to village, fearful of the Guild catching up to her.

Tao’s life changes when she meets two travelers she initially takes for highwaymen. Instead, she learns that Mash and Silt are, respectively, a mercenary and a (mostly) reformed thief, searching for Mash’s young daughter who’s been missing for six months. When Tao reads Mash’s fortune, she sees a vision of father and daughter together, which gives Mash a much-needed infusion of hope. The trio decide to journey on together for a little while, and soon, a baker named Kina joins the traveling band.

… [H]er voice rose through the great room like the scent of fresh-baked pie, explaining the various intricacies of Lindisian baking, as the four of them finished a hearty and thoroughly warming supper, awash in the glow of a good day and the hopes of what tomorrow might bring.

Much of the story is about the group’s adventures on the road, as they search for Mash’s daughter, encounter kind and not-so-kind people during their travels, and ultimately, return to the kingdom’s capital where Tao must confront her fate.

The Teller of Small Fortunes is a quick, light read. There are some moments of danger, but the overall vibe is so warm and gentle that we never truly have to fear a bad outcome. The characters are given room to shine and to grow as individuals. Their companionship allows them to understand themselves, reflect, and to find ways to do and be better.

Plenty of small details stand out and add fun and warmth. Kina’s baking is absolutely delicious… but for whatever reason, anything she bakes looks terrible. The ongoing descriptions of her misshapen scones are really funny, but also, hearing about the smells of cinnamon and sugar made me ready to eat anything that comes out of her oven (regardless of how it looks).

Tao’s approach to fortune-telling is also lovely — her approach is gentle and honest, without hocus-pocus or showmanship. She has a gift, uses it to support herself, and helps people whenever she can.

The emphasis on found family and true friendship lends the book a deeper message beyond the fantasy story — while the fantasy elements are nicely established as well. Even the elements that are set up at the start as terrible or fear-inducing or threatening end up being not quite so bad, all in all.

“A troll,” repeated Mash grimly, hefting his mace out of its belt loop. “Did it attack you? Threaten violence; seize your goods?”

“Eh? No, of course not. It’s worse than that,” said the farmer. “It went and philosophized at us!”

The Teller of Small Fortunes has relatively low stakes, but a very big heart. It’s cozy and gentle, through and through, and makes for a sweet read. I was drawn to this book because of its beautiful, colorful cover, but stayed for the warmth of the story itself. If you’re looking for a bookish antidote to stress and gloom, The Teller of Small Fortunes is a great choice.