Orion And the Conqueror
“I had been summoned into his work room. The trestle table was bare, except for a pile of scrolls in one corner. There were no servants, no wine.
"A spy?" I blurted.
"Why not?" Philip mused aloud, leaning back in his leather sling-chair. "The best spies are men who seem to be part of the background, men who are not noticed by the people they're spying on. Or women, of course, but that's something else altogether." I stood at attention before him, not knowing what to say.
"Don't look so miserable, Orion," the king said with a crooked grin. "I'm not asking you to sneak around and pry into locked rooms." "I don't understand, sir." He scratched at his beard. Then, "I am sending Aristotle to Athens as an informal diplomat, to make contact with the men there who are against Demosthenes and in favor of making peace with me. He will need an escort. I would like you to head his escort." "Yes, sir," I replied. "But spying?" He laughed. "Just keep your eyes and ears open. See everything. Listen t...o everyone.MoreLess
"A spy?" I blurted.
"Why not?" Philip mused aloud, leaning back in his leather sling-chair. "The best spies are men who seem to be part of the background, men who are not noticed by the people they're spying on. Or women, of course, but that's something else altogether." I stood at attention before him, not knowing what to say.
"Don't look so miserable, Orion," the king said with a crooked grin. "I'm not asking you to sneak around and pry into locked rooms." "I don't understand, sir." He scratched at his beard. Then, "I am sending Aristotle to Athens as an informal diplomat, to make contact with the men there who are against Demosthenes and in favor of making peace with me. He will need an escort. I would like you to head his escort." "Yes, sir," I replied. "But spying?" He laughed. "Just keep your eyes and ears open. See everything. Listen t...o everyone.MoreLess
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