Hannibal
The first day of classes for Alcuin for the most part went smoothly. There were hiccups, but nothing that upset him too badly, and he when he made his way to Hannibal's home that evening his demeanor was pleasant and calm. Instead of wine, this time he'd brought dessert - a small basket of French pastries, made by a small bakery in the less-than-reputable part of town where he'd grown up.