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November 27, 302 AL

It was a cloudy morning in Gariland, and Frederick Akermanis was no longer tired.

No, he decided, at this point he was utterly exhausted, having caught perhaps all of 3 hours of sleep over the last two days. Having found the baby on his doorstep, Frederick had taken him in, and had decided to nurse and look after him, at least until Alexander returned home.

It was a task that was easier said than done, for as Frederick quickly realised, ...

November 24, 302 AL

It was nearly midnight in Gariland, and it was raining.

Frederick Akermanis sat at a table, a textbook open in his hands, feeling deeply tired. He was losing focus fast; he knew this, since he'd just read (or rather, sort of skimmed) the same page five times over, and hadn't absorbed any of it. He stared down at the words... A passage on criminal law in Lesalia...

Why do I have to know? Frederick wondered to himself, pushing the textbook ...