«We still have time before lunch,» Alexander exclaims when he realises that the fish soup can't be cooked in such a short while. «Let's go freshen up!»
I follow him, pretending to believe he really wants to freshen up and rest before the meal.
«We're almost done with the work in Polis,» I say while observing his back and our twined hands.
Alexander is a bit in a hurry, isn't he?
«We'll soon depart for Kyre. We're going by land, so we might stop in the capital for a week or so.»
I haven't talked with the Empress for a long while. We do exchange regular letters, but having tea together and discussing philosophy and history is so relaxing.
«And then, we'll run back home to our children,» I add. «I miss them.»
