Alexander had already noticed it before during the afternoon even through her corset, but now that they were bare, he once again could reassure himself that the twin peaks possessed by Lady Felicia were indeed magnificent.
Milky white and voluminous, almost as big as Gelene's, they were firm yet perky.
And Alexander found it srizing to watch them jiggle ever so slightly as the bashful lady found her breathing suddenly becoming accelerated, while her quite large and protruding cherries woke up from their slumber as the cold air made them turgid.
Lady Felicia's areola and buds seed quite large proportionally, covering a decent portion of her glands, but that did make seem to make her beautiful breasts any less attractive.
In fact, Alexander thought it reinforced her motherly qualities.
And if Lady Felicia had indeed presented these lons along with those swollen, ripe brown cherries to him, Alexander was not certain he would have been able to stop himself from latching onto them and rewarding himself with a nibble.
They looked too delectable.
'Man! That Lapitus deserves to be called the world's greatest assassin for this. Who could thought he would send his wife equipped with these deadly things? They are too fantastic!'
Alexander had a hard ti moving his eyes from the twin globes as he said so to himself, thinking what a brilliant way this was to be delivering poison.
It had to be known that poisoning Alexander was naturally not easy.
Just because soone managed to get so poison into Alexander's tent did not automatically an the job was done.
That was just the first hurdle as there still remained arguably the bigger problem of getting the target to ingest it.
Sothing that would have been frankly quite challenging with the security checks in place even in normal tis.
Never mind the fact that since they were at war these oversights were even tighter.
Most of the ti, Alexander would be given the sa food as everyone else in the army,
And though individual squads made their own food, nobles like Alexander and other high-ranking officials had a large kitchen dedicated to them to do the cooking for them.
Alexander had actually wanted everyone to be like the regular soldiers, but many nobles objected, as they did not like to do the laborious work of grinding one's own grain, chopping the vegetables, and everything else.
And Alexander even half doubted they could do it.
So he ca up with this compromise
But still, the nu was the sa as the common infantry, but it was just that all the bread, stew, and other items were cooked in that sa large kitchen.
And given the importance of the people who were going to eat that food, everything was overseen with the utmost oversight and handled by only the most trustworthy people.
So slipping anything was hard to say the least.
Never mind, given the huge portions of ingredients used, to poison the whole pot, one would have to pour buckets of it, or the poison would beco too diluted and end up at best giving everyone bad diarrhea.
Sothing that was certainly unpleasant, but infinitely better than dying.
And lastly, even if one did slip sothing in, there was no way of knowing where this food was going and who was going to eat it.
In this kitchen, batches of food would be produced, and placed in buffet-style rows, from where the officers could take what they liked, or have their subordinates bring their portions to their tents.
So if the officer dined in the ss hall, it was quite impossible to kill him and only him.
Hence unless the goal was mass poisoning, the only realistic way to deliver any poison would be if the officer asked it to be delivered to his tent, and sohow that got intercepted along the way and then ddled with.
But of course the n carrying these foods were handed this job due to their loyalty.
So to slip anything in without the other side noticing was very challenging.
And this was how Alexander made sure his food was safe.
In that sa vein, Alexander's water was also taken from a few nearby springs, which was the entire camp's water supply, and was collected by trusted n.
So good luck trying to poison the entire hill.
And lastly, the wine he drank was usually cheap diluted wine that was drunk by every common soldier, and there were literally hundreds of such barrels in stock.
Even if one forgot the sentries, it would be quite impossible to predict who would drink from which barrel, and that was assuming one could find enough poison to contaminate the entire darn thing.
In this way, by sharing all the facilities with a significant number of others, Alexander had surprisingly managed to decrease the chances of his poisoning exponentially.
It made targetting just him next to impossible as if an attempt was made, the balance of probability of him being the unlucky one in a thousand was minuscule.
And if his luck was indeed that bad that he it was sohow him that got that piece of the pie, well, then Alexander could actually go to the grave peacefully, knowing he would have probably died anyway, if not from this poison, then from perhaps sothing as mundane as slipping down a case of stairs and skewing one's throat on the pointy butt of an umbrella.
But if he was not that unlucky, well then soone suddenly falling ill sick could very easily give rise to the suspicion of the usage of poison, which could then alert the entire camp.
This was also why Alexander did not build any dedicated facilities for him.
Not only would maintaining such a facility during campaigns put a strain on the logistics, but also. no matter how good a system Alexander devised, it had to be known that they would be always supervised by humans.
And humans were fallible.
They would either be coerced into betraying Alexander, by things such as greed or even kidnapping family mbers.
Or they would be unwittingly tricked into making a mistake.
So instead of relying on a handful of humans, Alexander found this open thod much better.
Now, there was one other thing that Alexander had that was not part of the common items- expensive wines.
He would sotis drink this, either to calm his nerves or to entertain guests such as when other nobles would co to him regarding various war-related matters.
These were treated with extre care, as each of them had their tops sealed with paper.
So if anyone were to open them and pour sothing in, they would have to break the seal.
Sothing that would be very easy to spot.
And as the piece de resistance, to make it that bit harder for any would-be assassin, Alexander had eight n stationed outside his tent, guarding all four sides of it, while inside, the premises would never be left empty,
If Alexander was not there, then Hemicus or his adjutant Quinnolin, or soone else would be, guarding all the open wine bottles, leftover food, and the other miscellaneous things, as well as the many secret docunts and plans in Alexander's possession.
So due to all this, there was no way soone would just sneak in and slip anything in.
And with all these checks and obstacles in place, Alexander was internally very confident that he had managed to close any avenue of assassination for him.
Until Lady Felicia revealed her thod.
And hearing that it was Lapitus's idea, in a weird way, Alexander even praised the man who supposedly tried to murder him, sowhat admiring his dedication to the defense of his city in that he was even willing to sell his wife's body, as well as put her and her daughter's life at risk to simply target him.
If it had succeeded, though it would not an the instant destruction of Zanzan as he had a clear successor, but it certainly ant the potential of the lands would be almost cut at the roots.
Without him, Cambyses alone would find it hard to gain legitimacy, as she neither had the strong support of the military nor did she have any staunch allies.
And all alone in this foreign land with two infant children, even Alexander's once allies might pressure the girl into concessions.
That could an either giving up more of their secrets or even forcing her to marry a local noble.
All of which would likely an Zanzan would beco too weak to pose any threat to Tibias.
From that point of view, Alexander thought that Lapitus's intention to kill him certainly made sense.
A thought Lady Felicia was more than happy to nurture and grow in Alexander as she further added with clenched, gnashing teeth,
"Not only did he ask to do such a shaful thing, he even told that if I was unable to, I should powder Fabiyana's face with the poison."
"That way if my lord kissed her on the cheek, you would unknowingly be poisoned."
"And he said even though he knew how harmful that was."
"If it touched the soft skin of a child like Fabiyana's for too long, her face would surely beco scarred."
"The bastard actually wanted to sacrifice his own wife and daughter just for this!"
"What a monster!"
Lady Felicia by this point appeared to be choking, like she was a defenseless lamb under the cruel woldish claws of her husband.
And seeing this, Alexander actually found empathizing with her.
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