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

by Rachel Gillig

My worth was written by the rules I followed.

I pulled my blankets over my ears and faced the wall, thinking on dying and killing and living, and how I was unsuited for all three.

“I am a battlefield of admiration.” He nodded at the horizon. “I cannot decide which I like best. The sunrise, or the sunset. They are like life, and her quiet companion, death.”

your hands are marked by the blood of my metamorphosis.”