Book 1, Chapter Three: The Taming of Bucephalus, Pages 51 and 52

“I only want that horse!”

Philip sighs.

“Alexander…

I recognise your love for this horse, but

we’re not simply getting you a mere playmate, but the difference

between life and death.

In this regard,

there is no value in a beast

that refuses to be tamed.

Do you understand?”

Alexander glares at his father, defiant,

smirk in his eyes.

“And just like that,

you’re going to give up on a perfectly good horse,

all because he’s strong, and mean, and had the guts

to embarrass you old men? Pfeh!

What a shame.”

The men fall silent at Alexander’s jab,

frozen in shock, unable to reply…