the smuggler’s bible


It’s near lunchtime when the ruckus starts. Lionel watches while a mystery knight beats the stuffing out of three other guys and then captures them one by one. And he looks good doing it, doesn’t even seem to break a sweat.

It’s just one bad guy, so Lionel figures he oughta handle it himself. He suits up quietly (careful not to wake Lancelot from his nap) and heads out.

Later, tied up and gagged on the back of his own horse, he thinks back desperately and tries to find the wisdom in his actions. It seemed so very clear before.