Alison

“She's a guest of the king's. Affront her in any way, the knighthood will answer. Attempt to look beneath her shroud, and 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.”
― Rachel Gillig, The Knight and the Moth

“It sounds awful when I say it out loud.” “True things often do.”
― Rachel Gillig, The Knight and the Moth

“Once, there was a foundling boy who didn’t believe in anything. He grew up, became a worldly knight, and still he struggled to believe. He bore hardly any hope, and a mountain of disdain. And that should have been the end.” He took my hand, squeezed it, tightening my hold on my hammer. “But then he came to a cathedral upon a tor, and met a woman there. And all the tales he’d troubled himself with about cruelty, about unfairness and godlessness… he started to forget. He was afforded another chance, as if by magic, to believe in something. He’d never be a very good knight, but every time he looked at the woman, he had the distinct faith”—his eyes roved my face—“that things could be better than they’d been.”
― Rachel Gillig, The Knight and the Moth

“Just as well. Sometimes, Bartholomew, I think her quite the bitch.”
― Rachel Gillig, The Knight and the Moth