"I'm CEO at a company involved with car manufacturing," Olympias told him, waving a hand and leading him through to the kitchen. "The details are all very dull, but it's Fortune 500 and I'm in control and earn plenty." She liked the power and the wealth. If Olympias was good at anything, it was being the boss. And these days it was much easier. Women sometimes complained about their lack of choices, but Olympias was a woman who had controlled things at the time when women, even queens, had been considered nothing but property. In this future she thrived.
In the kitchen she pulled out a pair of wine glasses and set them on the bench, looking at her son again, her expression adoring. This sort of softness in her eyes was reserved for Alexander alone.
"It is so wonderful to see you," Olympias said. "The people love you."