Riddle

Look, why don’t you tell me
the answer to Brerig’s riddle? The devils have a betting
pool going.”
“Oh, that?” Davriel said. “It was a specific rock I saw
once in Cabralin, shaped like a gourd.”
“That’s . . . oddly disappointing,” Miss Highwater
said. “How would he ever have guessed that?”
“He couldn’t have, which is rather the point.”

Chapter 8