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He stooped toward the chair that sat by the basin,
caught up what lay there: the crook and flail of the Great
House. He held them high. "Am I the last, then? Is the
Great House to fall? Shall no man again be Lord of the
Two Lands, but that he be the king of an alien people?"

Silence.

"Answer me'"

The echoes died unanswered. -

He sank down. The floor was stone, and cold under the
thin linen of his kilt- Crook and flail drooped on his knees.
"At least," he whispered, barely to be heard, "at least, if
ever you have loved me, let me know his name."

The stillness deepened. His shoulders sagged. The gods
had forsaken him. Even his power was gone, drained away
like water from a broken pot. He was mere man, and mor-
tal, and deaf to aught that the heart could hear.

Alexander.

It was a whisper, fainter even than his own. It could have
been the slap of bare feet on stone, the rustle of linen in a
priest's robe, the hiss of a cat as it warred with shadows.

Every muscle stretched taut. He strained to hear.

Yes- Yes, he had heard it. A nameЧalien name for an
alien king, but his king, his god, his hope.

Alexander.

PART ONE

ISSUS

ХONE*

"Alexander!"

The sea roared, crashing on stones. Louder by far were
men's voices, the ring of bronze and precious steel, the
neighing of horses, the mingled tumult of battle; and a
name over them alt, ringing up to heaven.

Meriamon had been walking since the world was made.