Chapter 4

My words dropped like a pebble into Hephaestion's deep, still eyes, stirring up ripples where there had been none.

He visibly stiffened.

His hand unconsciously tightened around the die.

I could feel his breath quicken for a moment, warm against my ear, making it ticklish.

His heart skipped a beat.

I could tell his heart was stirred.

For a proud man forced to swallow his pride, nothing was more irresistible than the chance to get even.

As I expected, after a few seconds of silence, he slowly lifted his hand and cast the die.

Everyone's eyes were locked onto the…