The ladies looked curiously at the differently colored armored soldiers rounding the guards wearing the familiar palace armor and then turned around to spot a man, clad in unblemished golden, armor staring back at them.
This was Alexander who was half eager to meet the family of his 'temporary' liege and see what the roulette wheel of natural selection could produce when Ptolomy's genes were mixed with likely a beauty.
But before he could get even a cursory look, a terrified shrill of a young girl rang that was addressed to him, "Ahhh, the king! Why is he here?"
This made Alexander let out an involuntary chuckle, as he remembered he still hadn't taken off Amenheraft's golden armor.
So, he took his helmet and walked up to the ladies, addressing them with a bow, "Greetings, Your Imperial Highnesses. My name is Alexander and it pleases me to the utmost that you are safe."
