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Chapters (65)
  1. Cover
  2. Dedication
  3. Interstitial
  4. Chapter OneThe sort of thing that gets a girl burned at the stake
  5. Chapter TwoRidiculously, fabulously pink
  6. Chapter ThreeBring it on
  7. Chapter FourSir Gawain’s not done yet . . . just watch
  8. Chapter FiveClimb down, lady, we’re going out!
  9. Chapter SixI’ll have a White Knight, please
  10. Chapter SevenChivalry is all well and good, but cursed inconvenient at times
  11. Chapter EightJust put her there
  12. Interstitial
  13. Chapter NineDon’t try to fight it, you’ll only hurt yourself
  14. Chapter TenNobody ever expects a lady to rappel off a balcony
  15. Chapter ElevenYou are the girl who would be a knight?
  16. Chapter TwelveMademoiselle le Chevalier
  17. Chapter ThirteenOff in search of adventure
  18. Interstitial
  19. Chapter FourteenHast Thou Ever . . .
  20. Chapter FifteenEverything is context
  21. Chapter SixteenShe was very much accustomed to people looking at her like they didn’t understand what was happening and wanted it all to stop
  22. Chapter SeventeenDamn those girls and their “tea”
  23. Chapter EighteenMaybe we could wash the donkeys
  24. Chapter NineteenA deer trying to hide in a pack of ravenous wolves
  25. Chapter TwentyJust don’t tell the other knights I screamed
  26. Chapter Twenty-OneDrop-your-cheesecake-on-a-stick-and-not-even-care spectacular
  27. Chapter Twenty-TwoThe violence is too much for her delicate constitution
  28. Chapter Twenty-ThreeNo lady went in search of the privy alone when she could bring a friend
  29. Chapter Twenty-FourDon’t bring it all the way undone . . .
  30. Chapter Twenty-FiveWhat a perfectly normal conversational gambit
  31. Chapter Twenty-SixA wild horse of feeling and emotion
  32. Interstitial
  33. Chapter Twenty-SevenI thought we’d have more time
  34. Chapter Twenty-EightYou are not the first to ask whether a woman could hold a sword
  35. Chapter Twenty-NineDo you yield?
  36. Chapter ThirtyThis goes a lot more smoothly in the ballads
  37. Chapter Thirty-OneDid that really just happen?
  38. Chapter Thirty-TwoDon’t tell me you’re scared, Sir Knight
  39. Chapter Thirty-ThreeThey’ll kill anyone who tries to upset the order of things
  40. Chapter Thirty-FourA girl who knows exactly who she is
  41. Chapter Thirty-FiveMeditations he learned on an ancient mountaintop
  42. Chapter Thirty-SixRide off into the sunset with nothing but a change of underwear
  43. Interstitial
  44. Chapter Thirty-SevenYou’d be very surprised by what a fancy lady can get done
  45. Chapter Thirty-EightI can show you a thing or two
  46. Chapter Thirty-NineIf I taught you to dream, then I was wrong
  47. Chapter FortyNo better than they are
  48. Interstitial
  49. Chapter Forty-OneThe crowd went wild
  50. Chapter Forty-TwoThe terrible sound of a thousand people not knowing what to say
  51. Chapter Forty-ThreeSomeone get this hysterical girl out of here!
  52. Chapter Forty-FourA foolish, reckless idiot with her head in the clouds
  53. Chapter Forty-Five. . . Or it’s tricky to put back together again
  54. Chapter Forty-SixIt came up from the mine
  55. Chapter Forty-SevenLike she’d ridden straight out of legend
  56. Chapter Forty-EightTwo wounded creatures, facing each other across the empty battlefield
  57. Interstitial
  58. Chapter Forty-NineYou were never alone
  59. Chapter FiftyNever Sende a Manne to Do a Woman’s Jobbe
  60. Acknowledgments
  61. About the Authors
  62. Back Ad
  63. Endorsements
  64. Books by Amie Kaufman and Meagan Spooner
  65. About the Publisher

Isobelle looked as poised and well rested as ever, only the dust dulling the vibrant purple and goldenrod of her dress to tell of their journey. They’d clothed her in a heavy cloak when they left, to make sure no one saw Isobelle sneaking away from the castle—now, reluctantly, Isobelle slung the heavy cloak back on.

“Écoutez, girls,” said Madame Dupont as merchants and townsfolk passed by on the road beyond the concealing row of trees. “We are entering a most dangerous phase of our deception.”

“But we have the proof of Sir Gawain’s nobility now,” protested Isobelle. “We can hand it in tomorrow, before the first round of the matchups are announced—she’ll be safe.”

Madame Dupont raised an eyebrow at Isobelle. “Leaving aside that she is about to engage in a very dangerous sport indeed, that is not what I meant. Just now, no one knows who Sir Gawain is. When she wins the first round of the tournament, however, the entire county will wish to solve the mystery of this new young knight.”

“If I win,” Gwen muttered. “We don’t even know who I’ll be fighting.”

“Hush,” retorted Isobelle, though she was looking at Madame Dupont. “None of that. She’ll be fine, right? Odds are she won’t be up against anyone really tough straight out of the gate.”

“You are getting ahead of yourselves,” replied Madame Dupont reprovingly. “Tonight is the key.”

“Tonight?” echoed Gwen, feeling her mouth go dry. “What happens tonight?”

“You must go to the dragon bonfire celebration tonight as Lady Céline,” Madame Dupont told her. “You must show yourself to many people, so they will tell their friends, who will tell their friends, about the sister of this most intriguing new competitor on the scene. There must be no doubt that Céline is a person in her own right, because this will help sell the illusion that Sir Gawain is real, too.”

Gwen stifled a groan. She’d been hoping to slip away to the village tonight to see her father and join in their own version of the yearly bonfire. It would be far less of a to-do than the one held just outside the castle gates, attended by all the nobles in the land, but it was the one she’d grown up with. Her relationship with the other villagers might not be the easiest or most secure, but it was a far sight better than posing as nobility all night.

At home she might be a deer trying to hide among goats, but here she was a deer trying to hide in a pack of ravenous wolves.