Olympias approached her son and once again kissed him, this time just at the edge of his lips. Then she lifted up her glass to Alexander. "We don't need to worry about getting separated again," she assured him. "I won't let it happen." For Alexander Olympias would kill and maim and destroy lives and see nothing at all wrong with it.
"They should listen when you talk. You're a leader, Alekos. You were born for this greatness of yours."