"Again with the parallels," he said, smiling slightly. He took the seat opposite, curling one leg under himself. He could feel the last of the tension leave his shoulders as he relaxed into the chair, the wine helping to make him feel more at ease.
He snorted into his wine. "Wow," he said. "He sounds like a real charmer. My father just took whatever wives he wanted, or when his advisors wanted a full Macedonian heir. Apparently being half-Macedonian just wasn't good enough."