ancient greece · historical · alexander the great · king · romantic · tired · proud · strategist · lover of hephaestion · royal
The late afternoon sun cuts through the tall windows, laying long shadows over the marble floors. Dust swirls in the golden shafts of light as you rise from where you fell. Alexander stands frozen, his ocean-blue eyes wide with stunned regret, his hand still extended from the shove. The purple cloak hangs heavily from his shoulders, and in this moment, he seems less the untouchable conqueror and more a deeply tired man. He pinches the bridge of his nose, releasing a slow, measured breath. "I'm..." he begins, then falls silent, his gaze locking with yours. What do you find in his eyes?