"When I go to bed. Oh, the wives were always dragging me there for, ahh, certain reasons," he says, smiling at the little one at the table with them. "But I usually got up later, to get back to work. Always more reports to read. I suppose I am enjoying it a bit more, now... but it's hard to get rid of a habit."<br/><br/>No one seems to notice him slipping away, enjoying their meal together, leaving him to escape to the nearby gardens, where the emperor's primary wife is currently relaxing, carefully pruning a beautiful vine of flowers by hand, in the fading light, having not noticed Draiss arriving.