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

by Rachel Gillig

“Unlikely.” Rory’s gaze flickered to my face. “She’s a guest of the king’s. Affront her in any way, the knighthood will answer. Attempt to look beneath her shroud, she and the gargoyle will respond as they see fit. With full immunity to any carnage tended.” The gargoyle batted his eyes. “Oh, Bartholomew. He’s dreamy.”

“The whole world is a wood, Bartholomew, and everyone in it is fashioned of birch bark. Frail as paper.” He began to cry, and I did, too. “Oh, gargoyle.”

My voice hardened. “I want to look the abbess in the eye before we rid Traum of its final Omen.” “That’s all well and good,” the gargoyle said from the corner of the room. He shook a blanket at me. “But who’s going to tuck me in?”