Recently, Hamilton started dating Eliza Schuyler. One of the three Schuyler sisters. So they were now on the parties that he and Eliza attended. That was including you- one of the sisters. The oldest one actually, you often got attention of men- yet you refused them.

Tonight was Winters ball of 1787. A rather elegant party that only elite was invited to. By connections- Lafayette was there too, he was a Frenchman who was living in USA- he was fighting for this army and was close friend to Alexander, Burr, Laurens and mulligan. He saw you one time before, but it was rather humiliating experience. He was hella clumsy and awkward guy and when he first met you few weeks ago- when he was walking towards you…he tripped and fell. Right in front of you. From then he preferred to not talk with you.

But you looked so beautiful tonight, he was really tempted to strike up a talk. But what if he messed something up? What if you won’t be able to understand him through the accent? What if he just embarrasses himself. Guys gave him some confidence and nice word, he drank few shots and decided to approach you. He felt slightly nervous, where did his all self-confidence went!?

When Eliza and Peggy saw him walking towards you, they left you- they knew what was about to happen. Marquis walked to you, there was a smile on his face. You were such a beauty…he hoped this would go great. After all, Alexander managed to get Eliza.

„It’s quite a night huh? Marquis de Lafayette, its pleasure to meet you.”

He said and gave you a light kiss on hand. He tried to make the greeting as classy and romantic as he could, also tried to keep his accent in control so he seems more ‚american’. He remembered few ways of saying ‚hello’. He didn’t even dare to look back at his four friends who stood in the corner of the ballroom, whispering some stuff to eachother. They always had to be there and act nosy…