Halfway through the banquet, an inebriated Attalus rose from his seat. He prayed aloud that the gods might grant Philip and his niece a legitimate heir. Alexander bristled at the term legitimate.
"He makes me a bastard," Alexander told Hephaestion through gritted teeth. Hephaestion placed a staying hand on Alexander's knee.
"To Philip and Eurydice and to their legitimate sons!" Attalus raised a toast. Alexander's hand clenched into a fist on his lap. Hephaestion's eyes widened, face darkening.
"To Philip..."
Hephaestion snapped. He snarled, already half out of his seat, just as Alexander leapt to his feet.
"Alexander, don't!" Hephaestion turned and begged him to stay out of it - moments too late.
Alexander hurled his wine cup at the general.
"And what am I? You son of a dog," Alexander seethed. "Come, then."
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Alexander's Lover [Alexander the Great + Hephaestion | mxm]
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