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Nights of Babylon	By : kruemel Category: 1 through F > Alexander Views: 12920 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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"What the fuck!?" Surrounded by the cloud of dust that had been stirred by Hephaistion's quick and unexpected departure, Alexander lay on his back, one foot still stuck in the stirrup of Bukephalos saddle. "What. The. FUCK!?" he roared and drummed his fists against the ground like a three year old throwing a tantrum. His black stallion neighed as if he was laughing at his master. "Whose side are you on, huh, you silly horse?" the king demanded to know while soldiers and servants hurried to free him from the stirrup.
Alexander swated at their hands as he scrambled back to his feet, feeling quite emasculated by the fact that Roxanne giggled uncontrollably behind her fan. Oh, the king was fuming mad and someone would not be able to sit for the next few days! He only had to get hold of Hephaistion first and stop him doing something stupid. And then... then Alexander would throw these winged monsters out of his palace... or kill them. Or both. Anyway, playtime was over. Now.
He mounted his horse with as much dignity and grace as his bruised butt allowed him and, completely ignoring his soldiers' cries, raced after Hephaistion. Bukephalos was the fastes horse he had ever seen and Alexander a formidable rider. Hephaistion on his second class mare could never outrun him!
Looking back over his shoulder, Hephaistion could far too soon make out the black silhouette of Bukephalos catching up. The city gates were already in sight and he hoped, he could make it through before Alexander reached him. Hephaistion wasn't as good a horseman as his king and lover, but he for sure was a cunning young man.
He raced through the gates moments ahead of Alexander, ignoring his king's angry shouts to stop. Riding in the narrow alleys and crowded streets wasn't making things any easier for Hephaistion and he only dodged Alexander grabbing for the reins of his horse by mere chance. The king sneered triumphantly and Hephaistion already saw himself defeated when a cart loaded with melons appeared right in front of him. Hephaistion urged his horse forward, scaring the man who pulled the cart enough to let go of the handles abruptly. Dozens of melons jumped off the cart and bounced down the street and with them the beggars and mostly children living on the streets darted from their lurking places to catch one of the sweet fruits.
Having his way blocked by a crowd, Alexander was doomed to watch Hephaistion get away.
"Clever little beast," the golden haired king muttered with a hint of pride in his voice despite his fuming anger. Hephaistion would arrive at the palace first - but that would not save his demon friends. His lead wasn't enough to give him the time to find them and get them out of the palace.
Little did Alexander know that his mother meanwhile was working in his favour. The obstinate succubus had fallen asleep on Olympias' bed and now was snoring softly, hiccupping in her dreams. The queen was enormously pissed off by the fact that the demon bitch had killed one of her pet snakes. Actually Olympias had wanted to wait for the demon babies to be born and then raise and use them, but she was so hopping mad right now, she just forgot about that part of her plan. Revenge was top of her to-do-list now.
At least Serena was where she wanted her to be. Well, not completely where she wanted her to be as she had to be inside of the witch circle Olympias had drawn onto the floor of the empty basin in the bathroom. It just made far less a mess if one could simply flush all the blood down a drain - and decapitating a humanoid individual usually made a hell of a mess.
Now that she had to drag the snoring succubus into the bathroom and position her in the middle of the witch circle, Olympias constantly cursed herself under her breath. Fuck the mess, she should have just drawn the damn circle around the bed or at least on the floor next to the bed. But it was too late now since she had already used up all ingredients needed, so she pulled Serena, lying prone, by her feet, dragging her slowly towards the basin.
Damn, the bitch was heavy! And why was this suite so big?
Olympias grunted and sweated and sweared when at the door to the bathroom Serena's wings flapped open and it proved absolutely impossible to get her through that door with her wings spread. The queen folded them several times only to find them spread again when she picked up Serena's ankles. In the end she tied the wings together with the silken bedcloth.
And then when she finally, finally pushed the succubus over the rim into the empty basin, when finally, finally the bitch was where she was supposed to be and Olympias was so spent, she was panting, that fool Hephaistion came bursting in, shouting for the succubus.
Olympias rolled her eyes and gritted her teeth. Fine. Then she would kill two birds with one stone. She needed some innocent blood anyway. Actually she had planned to use that insipid catamite but since Hephaistion was already here, he saved her time to hunt Bagoas down - and she hated him anyway. With passion. Hephaistion was the reason why Alexander wasn't yet married and hadn't yet produced an heir. He had far too much influence on the king. So an opportunity to get rid of him was something Olympias would grab instantly.
"Hephaistion!" she exclaimed as she hurried out of the bathroom to greet him.
"Uhm, Lady Olympias," the brunette muttered sheepishly. He kept his distance and was wary around her, much to Olympias' dismay. Hephaistion instinctly had always known that she was a witch and an evil one in addition. "I... I am sorry for entering your chambers unannounced and uninvited... I... I am looking for a friend and Bagoas said she would be here..."
"Oh, the poor girl wanted to take a bath," Olympias cried out, taking hold of Hephaistion's arm to drag him along. "She slipped and fell and I'm afraid she's unconscious. She will drown!"
As expected, Hephaistion immediately forgot to be wary around Olympias. He stormed through the door to Serena's aid and then stood at the rim of the basin, frowning down at the succubus inside and the strange circle that looked as if it had been drawn with blood. He was so surprised by the sight, that it took him far too long to recover and put two and two together.
"What!?" he gasped, reaching for his sword, when he heard Olympias' sneer: "Sleep dreams, Hephaistion!" And then the her very heavy, very hard grimoire came down on his head. His vision turned black and Hephaiston fell face forward into the basin, landing on top of Serena.
"The quill is mightier than the sword," Olympias said, looking like the cat that swallowed the canary.
Ohhhh! This was almost too good to be true!
Now all she had to do was seal the doors magically as not to be disturbed by yet another intruder. Then she could begin with the first part of her ritual.
And good riddance, Hephaistion!
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