A Thorn Removed

Ptolomy was chosen as the head of the rebels just for being born in the right womb and not because he was the best choice.

Hence he was not the sharpest tool in the shed, not by a long shot.

So, it was easy for Alexander to twist Ptolomy's mind, especially when his narrative fits the latter.

"Brother, you can't be seriously thinking that uncle Barzan was tricking you right?" From atop a horse chirped feminine voice, trying to defend the old man.

It was Hellma and having recovered from her fever, she had rode into the city on horseback.

"Women should stay out of men's business," But Ptolomy just flashed his palm to shut the girl down.

Alexander was also not about to let anyone sway Ptolomy's mind.

So he taunted Barzan, "Old man, you claim to be always truthful to Highness Ptolomy. Then why didn't you warn your master that he was being manipulated? Tell us, we are interested to know."

Alexander asked with a smug look on his face.