39. Roxane's revelation

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Alexander:
Be gone with you! Harpies! Get out! Get out!

Roxane:
Are you drunk again? Get out.

Alexander:
He's dead.

Roxane:
Who?

Alexander:
Many hated him...but I don't think any other would have dared.

Roxane:
Hephaistion is dead? Are you mad?

Alexander:
You monster.

Roxane:
Are you mad?

Alexander:
You've taken from me all I've ever loved. May all the Furies through time damn your miserable heart. Obey me.

Roxane:
Alexander. I have your child. Alexander. Alexander, we have a son.
No.

Servant:
The child. Oh, Your Majesty, no.

Roxane:
Alexander, I have your child. Alexander, my husband, my king. We have a son.

Alexaner:
My poor, poor, ill-fated son. Never touch me again.

Roxane:
No!

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