Cleopatra's Daughter

And when that time comes, let's hope your friends outnumber your enemies.

Even in the most wretched life, there’s hope.

I'm not staring. I'm observing. . . . And what do you observe? . . . A brave young woman who has always fought for what was right, even when it was unpopular.

...she refused to leave anything to someone else that she could do better herself.

I don't think unhappiness is fated.

You mean we won't get to run through burning buildings?" I could see he wanted to laugh, but instead he watched me intently. "What? Why are you staring at me?" "I'm not staring. I'm observing." I smiled through my tears. "And what do you observe?" He brushed his lips against my ear. "A brave young woman who has always fought for what was right, even when it was unpopular. A woman who can't return to the land of her birth, but is wlcome to cross the seas and rebuild Alexandria in mine. And a woman who has suffered enough in Rome and deserves happiness for a change. Will you come to Mauretania and be my queen?" He drew back to look at me, but I held him closer. "Yes." "Just yes?" I nodded and pressed my lips against his.

This isn’t how I imagined our lives would be when I was Queen of Libya and you King of Armenia.

Then he’d given Alexander the territories of Armenia, Media, and the unconquered empire of Parthia.

trunk. “Only you and Octavian can endure it. Our mother would never