(Y/N POV)

"You may now kiss the bride."

Alexander and Eliza shared a passionate kiss, making the crowd cheer. Lafayette and Hercules started whistling seductively at them. I giggled, smirking at Charles. John patted Alexander on the back, smiling to Emily. Guests stood up to leave for the ballroom, whilst others congratulated the couple. A small boy toddled up to us, a confused look upon him.

"Does that mean I'm your uncle?" he questioned, furrowing his eyebrows. He must've been one of Eliza's brothers.
"I... suppose so?" Emily answered. "But not... exactly?"
"...Okay." He slipped away along his father's side.
"Who was that?" I asked Emily.
"Rensselaer Schuyler."

Charles wandered up to me, disturbed by the rabble of people. "Perhaps we should... carry into the ballroom." he suggested.
"Sure, whatever you like." I dismissed myself from Emily, walking arm-in-arm with Charles. "I didn't expect Alexander to choose you out of all of the possibilities."
"Neither did I, honestly." he chuckled, "But we were in quite a rush."

We followed wherever the rest of the crowd were heading, leading into the ballroom. It wasn't as large as Washington's, but just big enough for us all to fit. Circular tables were set out, with a slightly bigger rectangular one for the bride and groom. "Excuse me! Miss Hamilton!" An apparent servant bowed before us. "May I escort the both of you to your seats?"
"Of course, thank you." We weaved through the room, approaching the main table. "Thank you." I repeated to the servant.

Charles scuttled behind a chair, pulling it out for me to sit down. "Thank you." I laughed for the third time.
"My pleasure." He pushed the chair back in, hurrying to the opposite side of the table. He sat down in front of me.

"So..." Charles sighed, fiddling his thumbs. "I suppose that means you'll be moving away."
"Not far." I reassured. "We'll stay in New York."
"And you'll be safe?"
"Put that behind us, Charles." -I took his hands- "Let's just enjoy ourselves while we can."
He nodded.

John and Emily tread over, followed by Alexander and Eliza, and Mr and Mrs Schuyler. Eliza sat to my left, and Emily to my right, with Mr and Mrs Schuyler at the ends of the table. Alexander smiled at Charles as he sat down next to him.

"Thank you for joining us here today." Mrs Schuyler stated, gesturing to the four of us.
"It's no problem, ma'am. We're all honoured to be accompanied by yours and General Schuyler's side." John responded for us all. Mr Schuyler tipped his head in respect to him.
"Well, we shouldn't lumber around here all day. Let us get things started!" Mr Schuyler stood up, tapping his readily made drink with a spoon.

The room fell quiet, paying attention to him. "Apologies for the disturbance, but I hope you are all having an adequate time so far. As you observe, drinks are currently being provided, with food awaiting preparation. Alas, to pass time, I proclaim a dance for the bride and groom!"
"Dance?!" John strangled an unwilling Alexander up to his feet, passing him over to Eliza. She encouraged him out to the dance floor as the band prepared a piece for them.

"Now this could go one way or another." Emily murmured, "It could be an elegant dance, or a total mess."
"Elegant? That's a big word for you."
"I have a brain, y'know, and it's expanding!"
"Expanding?"
"Just shut it!"

The music began, and Alexander was expected to take the lead of the dance. He did to the best he could, gliding across the room with uncertainty. John leaned on the back of Emily's chair, amused by the 'dance'. As I turned to speak with him, I saw a familiar face near the back door.

"Uhm, I... Excuse me." I dismissed myself, flooding to the back of the ballroom. With closer inspections, it was definitely him. "...Cornelius?"
"Hello, Miss Hamilton."
"Wh-" I was in bewilderment. "What are you doing here?"
"I came to check on the party. Magnificent venue, isn't it?"

"...You were invited?" I questioned.
He took a sip of his wine. "You could say that."
I took a step next to him, coming into view of the dance again. "I just want you to know that... I'm sorry if I acted harshly against you in... in the war."
"That's nothing that you should be concerned of, Miss." he soothed. "I carried out my actions without thought. But nonetheless, you should be more set upon your future."
"Yeah, you're right..."

"Hey." -Cornelius put his hand onto my shoulder- "Take care of him, alright?"
"Of... who?"
He finished the remaining drops of his drink, placing the glass on a table nearby. The crowd started clapping as the music ended, getting to their feet. "Be safe, Miss Hamilton." Cornelius walked away, lost in the herd.
"Wait- Cornelius!!" I tried to chase after him, but he was long gone.

"Him"?

(Emily POV)

Charles anxiously waited for Y/N, for who knows where she'd gone to. John and I had been too focused on the dance, giggling every time Alexander managed to stumble over his own feet. But it was over soon, and the entire room clapped in unison. "Alright, that's what I'm talking about!" John exclaimed over everyone else. I chuckled as he wrapped his arm around me. "Now, everyone, give it up for the maid of honour: Angelica Schuyler!"

Not expecting it, Angelica turned around with her drink in hand. Everyone stared at her curiously, expecting a speech. I caught eye contact with her, nodding for her to continue supportively. She grinned, raising her glass into the air. "A toast to the bride and her groom!" We all lifted our glasses along with her. "May your union provide the future of our nation, and bring satisfaction to all." John hit his glass against mine, chugging his wine down. I tried, but almost vomited from the first sip.

Y/N journeyed back to her seat, consuming her drink all at once. "Are you okay?" I whispered. She nodded, instead smiling at Charles. I sighed her off, standing up to engage closer to John. Alexander stormed back to his seat with embarrassment, as partners lined up for the next dance. John didn't even have to speak, for as soon as he held his arm out, I took it.

"For someone who says they can't dance, you are certainly eager." he commented.
"Well... Maybe there's a reason." I hinted.
"And what is that reason?"
"I'm dancing with the one I love."

I couldn't even concentrate on the movement of my feet, for I was in a bliss staring into his eyes. It devastated me that Martha had to do such a thing for us, but it was going to change my life forever. His brunette hair swayed to the beat of the music, only increasing his attraction. I tried to deny it, but I couldn't. I couldn't.

...I loved him.

And the next minute, the world around us turned into a blur; two lonesome silhouettes dancing in the night. The next, and his face was leaning in closer. My heart was racing, forcing me to come closer to him. Our lips had just nearly brushed off of each other, when we snapped back into reality. The music halted, and the room cheered.

Laughing nervously, I pushed a strand of my hair back, leaving the floor with him.

I loved him.

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Oh

My

Gosh

This is...

...Insane.

I honestly cannot express the words I am feeling right now, just...

...Thank you.

I'm so happy people are enjoying this, especially considering that we're nowhere even near halfway through yet.

I... I just can't deal with this 😂

So!

Before I have an emotional breakdown, I decided that it'd be fun to do a lil thing.

A lil thing where I list all of the main characters so far, and you guys get to ask them questions!

Because my acting skills are just 😤👌

Thank you to horizonsofhope for letting me use this idea!

Let's get to it!

(P.S. Y/N will not be included because... they're you lol)

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Emily

Alexander

Charles

John

Lafayette

Hercules

Burr

Washington

Wilson

Cornelius

Eliza

Valentino

Mrs Taylor

Hugh

David

Any others

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Go crazy