It could only be the strategos. It was like the whole earth was revolving around him. He looked like more than just a seasoned warrior and Alexander’s senses went into high alert. His legs flushed with adrenaline and he felt his heart rate leap up. The man had a fearsome aura about him and Alexander now understood Davos‘ initial fear of bringing a boy to him as a supposed envoy. The strategos wore a simple soldiers garb, no fancy armour and none of the trappings of his rank, save for a single torc hung from his neck. But what he lacked in finery he more than made up for in sheer physical presence. Alexander was small due to his age, but he’d never felt as small as he did now, stood in the presence of the strategos. The man was tall, taller than his father, and he had wide, bull-like...

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