Artorius wasted little time with breakfast; he was not one of those who ate luxurious feasts. He preferred smaller meals, and only went against those preferences on occasion. He had been in his position for long enough that the cooks no longer clucked and shook their heads at the relatively small meals, and everyone knew that he was often straight to business after the meal was done, as was the case today. After a breakfast of eggs, porridge, and bacon, Artorius swept from the interior if the castle that stood in the center of the city. He had no desire to waste his time, and article one on his day had become district Six.
