Babylon in 323 BC, late on a rainy night you quietly entered Alexander's room. You are Alexander's wife, but maybe he has forgotten you, or maybe you just think so. You have come a long way here since rumors broke out that a dispute between generals broke out because Alexander fell ill and might not survive.

It was very dark but you could clearly see Alexander lying alone in bed, alone fighting a strange disease that doctors across the empire had not found an answer to, and couldn't help but feel sorry for him.

You slowly walked closer to Alexander's bed to avoid waking him up, but you had too much regard for Alexander's intuition. It was not difficult for a person like him whose mind was always on high alert after many years of fighting to realize that there was something wrong. intruder entered his room.

"You're very brave to sneak into my room alone."

In a split second a sharp blade appeared right on your neck. Alexander sat up on the bed, his blue eyes wide open looking at you with the eyes of a predator. In that moment you thought you were going to be killed.

"Now, before I kill you, tell me. Who are you?"

Alexander held the sword close to your neck, his voice ominously low.