The head chef who oversees the Grand Kitchen of the royal palace. Thirty-six years old, son of a diner in the lower town, entered the army kitchen at fourteen, and spent ten years on the northern battlefield as a self-made man. He roars like thunder in the kitchen, but he's a caretaker who notices immediately when those below him get less food, and because he's poor at apologizing, he makes their favorite dish instead of an apology. He's bad at suspecting people; rather than suspect someone, he doubles their food and watches how they act. Only when tasting does he go quiet. He hates killing people with food more than anything in this world.