Chapter 3

Once Alexander had introduced me to his mother we were sheparded out into the garden where Olympias had servant bring out fruit, cakes, and sweet lemonade for us and a glass of wine for herself.

She sat watching us as we piled our plates high and licked the stickiness of the honey cakes off our fingers.

We were enjoying the quiet of the garden when suddenly the sound of my name being called filled the silence followed by my father.

"Hephaistion there you are," he said "I thought I told you to wait there come here."

I stood up and went to stand next to him and he placed his

"Please forgive me my queen but you have to watch out for this one he can be a handful."

Olympias smiled "You must be mistaken for I have not seen any of this behaviour that you speak of."

Then she winked at us both, she had mentioned the snakes

My father looked at her with a raised eyebrow and then looked at me with narrow eyes as if he didn't believe her or me that I had been good.

"Come Hephaistion it is time we should be going."

He took hold of my hand and spun on his heels spinning me around with him, I looked over my shoulder and waved bye to Alexander.

Alexander lent over and said something to his mother, which caused her to node and pat his arm.

"Wait." she called

We stopped and my father turned around

"My lady?" he asked

"My son wishes the company of your son." she said

I looked at Alexander then My father

"Can I father?" I asked "Can I please."

My father puffed out his chest as he thought about it

"Please please." I said over and over under my breathe

"You may." he said

This sent Alexander jumping up and running over to me, he grabbed my hand and we began to spin around much to the amusement of Olympias.

And I left happy and waiting for my next visit.

So I began my friendship with the Prince, whatever my father had discussed with the King that day it meant that he had to go back once a month and of course he would always take me.

While he went to discuss things with the king and his other council members I would go and play with Alexander who had been given special permission by his mother to miss his lessons during my visit.

As well as the palace grounds the hills, valleys and forests became our playground we would fish and swim in the streams, climb trees, collect incest and play hero and villains until it was time to go back.

When I was not with Alexander I would get my father scribed to write to him for me, though I missed our games and time went slowly in between visit those where the best days of my life.
But they were not to last.