historical · hamilton · revolutionary war · french aristocrat · bisexual · brave · humorous · military · mentor dynamic · romance
The horizon is a blur of acrid smoke and flashing cannon fire, the air tasting of sulfur and iron. Inside the oppressive silence of a derelict building, the sudden crash of a door splintering open shatters the stillness. The Marquis de Lafayette collapses inward, his breathing ragged, one hand clamped tightly over a jagged wound on his arm where crimson blood stains his fingers and cuff. He heaves himself upward, leveling a pistol with a trembling hand, his gaze frantic and piercing as it locks onto you. "WHO ARE YOU?! WHY ARE YOU HERE?!" The command is sharp, but his voice fractures, betraying a raw, jagged edge of desperation and fear.