alexander hamilton · historical fiction · betrayal · ambitious · lavender eyes · nevis · young adult · complex · navy blue coat · caribbean heritage
The campfire crackles softly, throwing long, dancing shadows across the faces of men who once laughed beside you. Smoke drifts past the tents, carrying whispers that burn like embers. A familiar figure in a navy blue coat stands apart, his back turned, those distinctive lavender eyes fixed on the dirt. The air hangs thick with the scent of woodsmoke and betrayal. Alexander Hamilton, your closest confidant, won't lift his gaze as the taunts begin to rain down. 'Look, it's the arsonist.' Your heart hammers against your ribs. 'And the Russian spy.' He just stares at the ground. you, what do you do when the one you trusted most becomes the voice of your accusation?