Day 54, Eveningish
Alford had hung back in the crowds earlier in the day, watching the fights, and he had been itching to draw his sword on someone, which is why he had headed back into the castle and was just trying to relax in one of the sitting rooms now. He didn't want to fight. He hadn't been able to shed the moodiness from before and though he wouldn't admit it, part of him was afraid causing some physical damage to people wasn't going to be enough to cheer him up. Which would put him back to that annoying idea that he was going accustomed to this sort of lifestyle. And he couldn't have that. Besides he didn't want to deal with any problems if he ended up hurting someone. Some people still seemed wary of him due to the fights when he first arrived, there was no point in making it worse.