Best gift I've ever received has to be a bike when I was younger, a pedal bike.

It was a sort of slick little road bike and I remember it was all like, it was so, it was all wrapped up,

it was so obvious what it was obviously because nothing's shaped like a bike and I had a little ribbon on it and I was so

a guest. For that was a life changer and I'm still sort of big on cycling around my area now so, for that one change me a little.

Enjoy in every sip with red carp snout back at Starbucks.

It's October 48 PC, nighttime. In his room and the Palace of King Tolomey the 13th, child ruler of Egypt, Julius Caesar sits alone.

Caesar is in a bit of a bind. On defeating his great rival Pompey on the plains of Farsalus,

the Roman civil war has effectively been won. In pursuing Pompey to Alexandria it seemed possible that Caesar could stage peace talks

and restore order to the Roman world, but everything has been thrown up in the air. On arrival Caesar had been presented with a gruesome gift,

Pompey's severed head. It was intended as a token of Tolomey's loyalty, but the casual slaughter of this great Roman general, a man once part of his own family, as sickened Caesar to his stomach.

Hold up in Tolomey's palace now, he must maintain a facade of cordiality. For Caesar is not out of the woods yet.

He knows that he's being used, manipulated by the boy King's chief advisor, the scheming unit, Pothinus.

Caesar and his men have walked slap bang into trouble, a power struggle between Tolomey and his older sister, the Queen.

They're meant to rule as a couple, quite literally as husband and wife, but each is now vying for soul control of Egypt.

If Tolomey thinks he has Caesar in his pocket, he's mistaken. For the Queen also wishes to win Caesar's favor. Her problem is that she's been unable to gain access to him.

There's a knock at Caesar's bed chamber. In enters a strapping slave, his name is Apoladorus, and he carries over his shoulder a laundry sack, in some versions of the story a rolled carpet.

Either way, he smuggled it right into Tolomey's household, hiding in plain sight.

As he pulls the drawstring and the cloth falls, Caesar beholds a young woman standing before him, glammed to the nines.

She is Queen of Egypt. Tolomey's sister, Tolomey's rival. She's 20 years old. Her name is Cleopatra.

Caesar's judgment is about to go right out of the window. He is utterly smitten.

This is the final part of the Julius Caesar story, and this is Real Dictators.

The Egypt of Cleopatra is one far removed from the fabled land of the pharaohs.

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