“The men are testing me as much as I’m testing them. They want to see if I’m softer than my father. I have to show them I’m not.’
Hephaistion shot him a scathing look. ‘Most of them have known you since you were a boy. Where in all Hades would they have got the idea that you’re soft?”
“You could stay with your father and raise horses. There’s honour in it.’
‘I could,’ Hephaistion agreed. ‘And I will, when all this is done. But right now that would mean leaving you to your own good sense, and from what I can tell that’s thin on the ground.”