the smuggler’s bible

Palomides

Madok and his partner in crime Hew de la Montaine get sort of antsy before the big tournament. So antsy, in fact, they decide it’s in their best interests to joust with Lancelot. He sends them home with bruises.

“I need you to deal with this,” their boss, the King of Northgalis, says later to Palomides, who’s simply trying to rest in his pavilion. “It’s embarrassing.”

“Absolutely not.”

“I wasn’t asking, son. Tell Lancelot you want a match.”

“Ugh. Fine,” Palomides sighs. “It’s not like I’ll be the first guy ever to get an ass kicking at his own request.”