Alexander was indeed starting to enjoy the young princess's body when suddenly the smell of her perfume distracted him- quickly, a hundred different thoughts raced inside him, and by the end of it, he found himself turning to the Queen Mother for answers.
'Where was all the money and how Ptolomy played into all this?'
"..." Seelima wrinkled her shapely nose at this, her amorous eyes turning cold and sharp. She was quite unhappy that Alexander had chosen to dig this topic up again- why could he not simply take the gift and enjoy it without asking too many questions?
Flashing a very professional smile, she thus tried to avoid him with an airy wave of her dainty hands, "My lord is worrying too much. 'We' can talk about this more when 'we' are… in a more appropriate setting. For now…. " she temptingly leaned forward, swaying her chest, "Let 'us' enjoy ourselves!"
