A morning sunbeam came down, shining onto Alexander. His armor shambled and shuffled, making various metallic clinking noises as it moved about as Alexander began to rise from his hempen hammock. He rubbed his eyes and yawned as he looked in front of him to see only the tree. Deep bags were under his eyes, deeper than every other wrinkle on his wrinkled old body. A low groan escaped his mouth as he rolled the ladder down. "I miss my wife" he mumbled. Alexander was having a hangover.

Carefully, Alexander climbed down the ladder. A rabbit hopped up to him, smelling him. Alexander crouched down, petting the rabbit over its ears and smiling. "How are you doing little guy?" he said with a warm, disarming town. The rabbit snickered happily, until its sound was suddenly stopped, a dagger shoved through its neck, eyes going wide. Alexander had stabbed it. "And that takes care of breakfast" he sighed.

Over a fire, Alexander roasted the rabbit, throwing on various dried herbs he picked in the forest and bought from the nearby town of Kado. Taking the roast from the fire, Alexander began eating his breakfast, heading into town with a stack of papers.

It was 3 in the afternoon.