Not Alone
This is my first attempt at writing in this fan dorm so please feel free to leave comments or constructive criticism if you like but be warned, any flames will be used to roast cyber-marshmallows. This is a really short piece just about the possible thoughts that Hephaistion may have thought on the night celebrating Alexander's marriage.
Tonight is the night I lose my love forever, that is if he ever truly was mine to begin with.
Don't misunderstand me, I know he loves me, but to Alexander love is something completely different to how you or I would conceive it. To him love is great friendship through years of comradeship, trust and loyalty, a connection of the souls that fit together just so… possession. The thought of sharing his chosen is far from his mind.
Alexander is fiercely possessive of what he sees as his, who he has chosen to be treasured and touched by him, are set above all others, they are for him alone and treated with all Alexander has to give. For this price I am not alone, I must share him.
I do believe he holds me higher than Bagos, he is like a new food spicy and tantalising but Alexander's taste will soon change, they always do. Roxanne however, I hold her with little regard, she is a cold and calculative woman who only joy is the power and prestige that she has gained from becoming Alexander's wife. However I have been with him through everything, I understand him better than anyone. I know of his dreams, his destiny I even know of the one thing he would never admit to having, his fears.
Pretty things may sway Alexander but he always comes back to me, tonight however I fear he may not. This time Roxanne can do something that I cannot even consider giving Alexander. She can give him an heir, a son to carry on his great legacy, a dream that Alexander holds with immense conviction. The one thing I could never do.
So tonight, the last night before his love for me will change forever, like always I give myself to him, for comfort. I hold him close and shield him from his fears, and when the time comes to let him go I'll squeeze his shoulder with pride, for he has chose to show me all that is him. I will watch him leave with a smile that lightens his heart when it is troubled, he knows that I am always there form him, for he is Alexander… and I love him.
