Early morning.
Losa awoke from meditation, feeling remarkably alert, without the usual sluggishness after waking up.
He looked up.
Prajna, who was engrossed in a tattered old book, looked over at the right moment: "Good morning."
"What book are you reading?"
"Gallic War Chronicles."
Losa responded with an "Oh": "Are you starting to learn military strategy now?"
Prajna pointed to two old books on the table: "Yes, there's also Civil War Chronicles and Long March Chronicles. When you have free time, you can read them too."
Losa said seriously: "Once I handle my current affairs, I'll make time to read them diligently."
It might have been that she lingered outside the door for a while, or perhaps just by chance.
Footsteps came at the right moment.
They were followed by a knock on the door: "Sir, are you awake?"
It was Chelina's voice.
"Come in, the door's not locked."
Chelina walked into the room.
