After the war. I retained my commission and stayed with the army. But I took an undetermined amount of leave. Which was only granted by the king for my devotion to his daughter jess. He told me "You must find yourself again. You must find how to move on and love again." I returned home to my mother in the woodlands. Only to find my mother living in less than ideal conditions. She nearly broke my back with the hug she gave. Due to the war, she had been living in less than ideal ways. With my back pay in the war, I took her on the best trip in years. Paying for everything. The months went on. And the nightmare started. I began to drink heavily. Those I could not save. Protect. Then that fateful letter from my father came... And my life began to change once again.