“Thank you very much for your vote of confidence, Brother.” Bedivere shoved Percival toward the barn.
“Stop pushing,” complained the boy. “This is your problem, not mine.”
“Don’t talk that way! You are part of the family so start acting like it. You are going to help me, like it or not.”
“What can I do?”
“I’m not sure, but I’ll let you know. In the meantime, I need to find out everything there is to know about the bastard triplets. I need to know their likes, their dislikes, their strengths and their weaknesses. If I’m going to catch them off guard, I need to be a step ahead of them, contemplating their next move.”
“How do you plan on doing that?”
“Morag is going to tell me everything I need to know.”
“She is?”
“Of course, she won’t know it. And I need you to keep that Branton away from her. With the way that girl likes to talk and gossip, I’m sure she’ll be my most precious weapon of all.”