Alexander spent the night wrestling with how he would deal with Xenophon. As the night wore on, his ideas got more elaborate and unrealistic. He eventually fell asleep and slept better than he had since his father died. When he woke the next morning, it was with new resolve. He had a purpose. He would make Xenophon pay for what he had done, he just didn’t know how yet. He lay with his hands behind his head looking up at the lightening sky when Methiodos roused him early and took him to Nicanos.

“I have a task for you. It’s dangerous, but I believe it’s less dangerous for you than it will be for anyone else.” Nicanos wasn’t talking like the kind friend of his father anymore. It seemed to Alexander that these soldiers moved on very quickly when something bad had happened....

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