“Awe, you’ve got to be shitting me,” I said softly.
“Oh, no, Baron Sam, I would never shite on you,” Percival replied.
“No, that’s not what I meant. It’s a saying, like, surely you jest. What I mean is, we really don’t need this right now. So how are we going to get in?”
“You are the baron,” Robert said. “You should have the answers.”
I cast him a perturbed look, and then Lancelot said, “It is simple. First, I shall sound the challenge with my war horn, and then we attack with a full-frontal assault.”
“You would announce our presence to thirty wide-awake warriors?” I was incredulous and then remembered who I was talking to. “Besides, there might be more standing watch in pickets.” I was relieved to see Bedivere speaking calming words into Lancelot’s ear.
“We could use strike and run tactics,” Braden suggested.