It was Merlin’s fault, added with Sir Lancelot’s egging. They really didn’t want to see if I could take on three knights. They knew I could. But these three really thought they could take me down. It was a good workout at least. Plus, I was able to help them with their own stances and problems. While my brother wouldn’t just accept anyone into his Round Table, these were knights who were well known through our corner of the isle. But that didn’t mean they didn’t need a helping hand.