Alexander
After my trip to the city, my father seemed more jolly. He started persuading Evan to pursue further studies like me. He said that it would be further studies or more military training. Both sounded like honorable pursuits, he said, and he would be pleased if at least one of us decided to engage in both.
To be fair, Father both had military training and higher education. He had served for at least two years in a war against neighboring kingdoms. He was in his early twenties then. He also had honorary degrees in law and history, courses he began but never finished.
Father was also pleased that Evan and I decided to sit with him at the parlor while he smoked his pipe and read a newspaper. Typically, my brother thought of it as a boring way to spend a few hours. I agreed with
