Alexander was currently staring at what would be normally called an extremely ravishing sight- the voluptuous Queen Mother was sitting fully bare chested opposite him, readily inviting him to have a taste of her enormous, perfect melons.
Yet, right now, he found little allure in it.
Instead it seemed to fill him with some anger as he found the price tag Seelima set to touch them simply ridiculous.
Alexander had already spent quite a lot coming here- first, on the accompanying troops and their food and provisions and secondly, on the many expensive gifts he brought for Ptolomy. The latter was especially costly.
And all this was on top of another much larger debt they already owed him.
Hence sharply directing his gaze on the towering peaks, Alexander coldly reminded the Queen Mother, "The royal family has yet to close the credit on the goods they had purchased from me this year. So shouldn't I be getting that first? ...when can I expect those payments, Your Highness?"
