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The Sprigs and Spirit of Sistine -16
I remember when Alexander of Macaedon approached me in Siwa as a supplicant soldier, he was so young yet so wet with war blood 32 years old and the most powerful king on the planet, Alex entered my chamber unarmed and unassuming he was rather like a boy unbruised by fear, everything in the world was at his command but there were questions that he alone could not conquer, he did indeed ask me, about his family tree whether he descended rightly, from godly seed, I arose from my seer's seat my silken green and gold gown hugging my body thickly off the shoulders, stepping down deftly to meet his rare eyes, we stood face to face like two fires fuelled by eachother's breaths, I told him to give me his hand to which he did because he knew to trust me, I unsheathed a tiny dagger that I kept against my stomach and sliced his fingertip remorselessly we smiled at one another, gripping his hand tightly I brang his finger to my mouth as the blood dribbled quickly down to both our hands, the taste made me close my eyes I was in instant ecstasy, I knew now what he thought he knew, and I told him he was not the first nor the last that another king shall come in the future whom will complete the Holy Kingdom... J.A.B.
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