"Why, then?"
"That's just the kind of man my uncle is."
Bjorn smirked bitterly. This was something only someone who knew his uncle firsthand could understand.
"He's extremely cautious with profits and losses, avoids risks at all costs, and particularly likes to swoop in when he can gain without effort."
"In other words, he won't launch a preemptive strike if he senses any chance of loss?"
"Exactly."
Toby sighed, sinking back into his chair. Not every lord was a capable commander, so perhaps Bjorn's uncle was just one of those conservative types. However, if Bjorn's words were true, it presented a problem. Defensive action would be nearly impossible.
"The enemy won't move first, and we can't afford a siege. That leaves only one option."
Sylas looked at Bjorn and spoke.
"We'll have to draw them out of the fortress."
"Indeed."
"Do we have any suitable bait?"