7
The sun dropped from sight behind the high walls of Ironcross Castle as Gavin descended the last hill into the gorge, and it was fairly dark by the time he reached the jumbled slabs of rock that leaned against one another beside the path. The rocks looked nearly white in the gathering gloom; there were dozens of the strange formations in the gorge, looking like an army of hideous monsters in the twilight.
He had never expected to be returning so late. But when he’d started for the abbey in the morning, he had never even hoped to learn so much in just one day.
Mater was certainly a fascinating woman. She had a kind of gruff charm about her that Gavin found quite engaging. Sometimes, the honest way that she spoke had been both heart-wrenching and enlightening. But as the afternoon had w
