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

by Rachel Gillig

“It’s not a vow. Just an arbitrary rule. Fuck the rules, Sybil.” His eyelids grew heavy. “Fuck me, and fuck the rules.”

“It’s hard to see who I am when I am lost in what’s expected of me.”

And no one says they need recognition or praise or love, but we all hunger for it. We all want to be special.”

Not everything had to hurt to be holy. Bad, to be good. But damn me if I wanted it to sometimes.

“What I mean is, I envy him his freedom. Rory keeps his own rules, beholden to nothing and no one.”

The gargoyle sighed. “Really, Bartholomew, when are you going to put her out of her misery and tell her you love her?”

“Am I all that you imagined?” I said, looking down at her. “Or am I so much more?”

And then they were like all the other things I’d dared to love. Gone.