The Knight and the Moth (The Stonewater Kingdom, #1)

by Rachel Gillig

“Which is more intricate?” he mused. “The designs of men, trying to reach gods, or that of gods, trying to reach men?” My hammer collided with a chunk of granite. “What is either to the intricacies of women, who reach both?”

I wanted to turn my head. Wanted to look anywhere but at his cold, vulnerable flesh. And I wondered— Is this how he felt, watching me in my wet robe, standing in the spring at Aisling?

OH?

“Bartholomew does not know how to swim. But worry not—” He looked up at me. Smiled proudly. “She has always excelled at drowning.”