From the palace balcony, Princess Cleopatra could see lush gardens reaching down to the sea and a jumble of rooftops stretching far along the coast. Bright sails dotted the shimmering wavea, as trade ships came and went with their exotic goods. The Egyptian port of Alexandria was a long way from Greece, the land of her ancestors, but it was the only home Cleopatra knew. She was imagining herself sailing, the wind against her cheeks, when she heard her Greek nanny calling.”Why can’t she leave me in peace? Cleopatra groaned. But there was still time to hide, so she sped off down a corridor. Cleopatra had decided to explore every room in her famil’s palace. This was no small task as there were hundreds of rooms, all gleaming with marble and decorated with exquisite paintings and statues.