"An unwelcome surprise but never the less she insisted that her knights be included. You are not aware then that Ninianne had left you anything?"

"To us?" said Rolland, "Me and the others too?"

"Yes, all of you even the ..."

He did get to say the word because I decided to cut in.

"Ninianne died just a few hours ago. Do you have to do it so soon?"

"Isn't it obvious?" said Drake, before Peter could answer.

It was but I mean I really didn't need them. At that time my phone ding. My contact Kevin told me he had some holiday family silverware in that were of the same seris I once ask him to be on the look out. He'd give me market price at 5K. I remember that, I also remember that at the time he had also bought a box of vintage oil can that really didn't hold gasoline but while buck oil. The last lot ever made.

"Miss Yoit,"

"Yes," I answered, know full well he wanted me off the phone,

"Pay attetion." said Peter,

Oopsy,

"The pa.s.sing of the stone is completed. No other can take it from her." Rolland said, and his voice sounded resigned."My lady do right by thee."

"I did not sign up for this."

"It's done. Let's talk duty first," said Peter dismissively. "The Decree of Merlin, the lake stone dictates the power will have to be tested, the successor must inherit at no more than half of the round table Knights but no less than one fourth of the existing Knights or she'd be forcefully removed from the position."

"That was created to prevent the creation of an unstoppable army," said Drake, "and Ninianne only had the limit. Do you mean that she is pa.s.sing all us on to her?"

That tone of his was so sn.o.bby that I really want to hit him. Then again, I usually want to hit all my pets even Phi who isn't even really mine.

"Are you planning to cross over, Drake of the Round Table?" asked Peter.

"No, I'm not," retorted Drake. "I have not avenged her! That does not mean I consent to be handled like a item that can be owned!"

Peter's eyes flickered with anger. That was not good so I moved to pour more tea. A silent pa.s.sive spell was to wrap around him as he enjoyed his drink. An underhand way but every effective, this was for my safety, I meant him no harm just to calm him. I rather not have him resort to viloence.