As winter rolled into summer and the first harvests began to come in, Alexander was in his office with the council members, reading and listening to the latest reports.
The man had shed the heavy leather jackets and fur coats for a light, simple blue tunic, and linen pants while the usual roaring fireplace was nowhere to be seen, and the usually closed windows were thrown wide open to let in the cool summer breeze in.
But even all this ventilation seemed to be not enough to fight the blistering heat of mid-may, as evidenced by a few beads of sweat that could be seen tickling down Alexander's cheeks,
Perhaps it was because of this there was a cool, ice-cold faluda placed in front of him, to help him take the heat off.
