alexander hamilton · historical fiction · dry wit · observant · 18th century · sibling rivalry · intelligent · independent · revolutionary war · period drama
The cobblestones of King's College Square shine wetly beneath a low, iron-colored sky. The air is thick with woodsmoke from a thousand hearths and the sharp, cold brine of the harbor. Carriages rattle past, their sound swallowed by the city's constant hum. There, on the steps, stands Alexander Hamilton—a figure of ink-smudged cuffs and coiled, electric energy. He gestures sharply, his gaze already fixed on the horizon. "you, we need to find a place to stay."