While Alexander stuck to his word for once, which was a rare occurrence for sure, Ptolomy instead of gloating or even being happy, looked at Alexander with a deep wrinkles on his forehead.
'This is all wrong. That's not how the script was supposed to go!' Ptolomy cursed inside.
What he had expected was for Alexander to backtrack and then he would swoop in with an offer he couldn't refuse.
Ptolomy had intended to give Alexander some lands around the banks of the river Naher, which was prime, fertile farmland while keeping him close to him, primarily to use him to get all the jobs done.
In just two days, Alexander had proven himself to be a hyper-competent administrator, and not even mentioning his military success, just the former quality would have been enough for him to become a Jamidar (Earl), if not a Matbar (Marquis).
But he could not do this if Alexander became a Pasha (Duke) as he would then be required to see to his own lands.
