"That was interesting" Cassander said softly, watching Hephaistion walk away from Alexander, Cleitus watched him out of the corner of his eye but didn't say anything.

"What was interesting?" he muttered pretending to have interest, but focusing on the ground before him,

"That Hephaistion walked away from Alexander" he said turning to face Cleitus, his face was bright, a smile across his face,

"Do you think that's going to change how Hephaistion will feel towards you?" Cleitus asked, 'you're lucky that Hephaistion didn't tell Alexander the first time you assaulted him…"

"It wasn't assault" Cassander retorted, "He was enjoying it just as much as I was"

"Yet he didn't reciprocate, and he didn't beg for more" Cleitus laughed, "You're just lucky Cassander he is forgiving…"

"No, he's just scared about leaving him" Cassander snarled, " but now that he has the girl… maybe Hephaistion will, come back to reality"

Cleitus snorted a laugh so loud it made Cassander jump. He turned around and glared at him, Cleitus was almost sliding off his chair. As Cassander stormed out, slamming the door Cleitus stopped,

"This is getting out of hand" Cleitus muttered, and spent the rest of the evening alone, drowning his sorrows in whatever he could find, his mind on a man who was lusting after another, but the lusted was all ready lusting. A complicated mess, so trivial and pathetic that it angered Cleitus greatly. The young boy he had grown to love was soon becoming too much for Cleitus to bear, and he wanted to get rid of him quickly.

So who would help him conspire? If it Cassander was chasing his prey, that who did Cleitus have left to persuade? Cleitus thought of many, and as he sat he thought hard about it. Until, something struck a chord. He went over to the window and glanced down at Philotas, who was busy training the young page boys.

Was it to be this simple? Get Alexander to kill Philotas a trusted childhood friend. Convince Alexander to kill his father and who would do such a thing? Cleitus grinned; he grabbed a pen and papyrus and started scrawling the best he could in Olympias style of writing.

Get rid of the family once and for all, be done with it.

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