Lex woke up with a feeling of panic and a huge headache, listening to loud conversation and music in the background. Both his hands and feet were tied, and Lex was lying on a luxurious rug, which confused the young Greek's aching head.
His last recollections were of his brother Narces fainting in his arms, in his last breath, and soon after being pulled from this last embrace by rough hands. Captured.
Thick tears streamed down the crossdressed maiden cheeks, having lost her beloved, closest brother, and being alone in the world.
For the first time, Lex felt unwilling to live another day on earth. The thread of his destiny was longer than he apparently wanted, and it was also the stranglehold that had taken the lives of his entire family.
He cried over it, hiccupped even. All of them, killed because of his cursed existence.
