Over the next couple of weeks, activities went on as normal in the household of the governor. There were no ripples, there were no deviations from the structured pattern of activities therein.
Xzavier wasn't exempted from this repetitive cycle. Even though he was just a guest, he soon settled into a pattern. His daily routine began to become more and more regular as he gradually adapted to his new environment. He soon discovered that living among the top brass in an era like this, had its own merits and productive benefits. He watched dignitaries come and go at will. He watched foreign emissaries trot in and out of the governor's estate.