Levi sat in the courtyard, looking at a war map. He had small figures to symbolize the different regiments in the army. He was frowning as he read a scroll. "Father never learns." He sat back in his chair, his outfit clean and unwrinkled. "Foolish. He longs for peace even as we are under fire." He adjusted his small silver crown. The omelet had begun to get cold in his plate as he focused on the map on the table.