Angelica's POV
      "Are you nervous?" I asked Eliza. It was a week later on her wedding day. My second sister got married in a week.
      "No." She paused, "yes." her head fell into my shoulder.
      "You'll do great." Peggy promised putting a hand on her shoulder.
       "It seems weird that my two younger sisters are either married, or getting married." I said.
        "Oh my goodness, Liza, that's a beautiful dress," Nelia came in and said. And she was right. I had designed it, and Hercules had made it. It was, with yards of cascading light blue fabric, turning darker at the bottom. Mother had done up her hair and she was just the prettiest bride.
       "Yeah, Nelia's right, Alexander will be lucky to have you." Kitty popped in.
       Eliza blushed "Come on guys, you have to be kidding. Angel, you are beautiful."
       I smiled, "thank you Eliza, but right now it's your wedding." I started shooing them out the door, "we have to get to the ceremony."
       "Angel," Eliza took my hand, "look."
       I smiled when I realized what she was looking at. Eliza was helplessly gazing at Hamilton.
       I nudged her, "you can quit staring at him." I told her, "he's all yours."
       She blushed and whispered back: "I thought you wanted to form a harem?"
       I shrugged, "I'm just saying if you really loved me you would share him."
       "Ha!" She laughed. "So you still haven't changed your mind?"
       I kissed her head, "he's all yours."
       "You can still have Aaron." She reminded me.
       "Oh, I know."
       "Then you shouldn't mind me taking Alexander." She sighed.
        "I never minded." and with that I walked down the procession.
        Eliza was trailed by Kitty and Nelia, who held her veil.
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      Great. Now it was time for me to do my speech.
     Of course- as always- Eliza and Hamilton are kissing. So i got introduced by a drunk-ish Laurens.
     "Alright, alright! That's what I'm talking about! Now, give it up, for the maid of honor, Angelica Schuyler!"
     I smiled. "I toast to the groom. To the bride. From your sister, who was always by your side. To your union."
     "To the revolution!" Some men shouted back.
     "And the hope that you provide." I shot a warning look at the grinned groom. "May you always, be satisfied..."
     My mind raced back to the first time I met Alexander. He was handsome...
     A figure slid into the chair next to me. He held my hand.
     "To the groom!" I shouted more confidently. "To the bride! From your sister, who was always by your side! To your union! And the hope that you provide! May you always! Be satisfied! And I know, you'll be happy as his bride. And i know, you will always be satisfied, may you always be satisfied."
     "Sorry I'm late," Aaron said as I sat down. "But from what I can tell, the bride and the groom are happy."
     "Yes." I looked over at the newlyweds. "They're happy kissing."
     He laughed, "wouldn't you?"
     I was taken back by his comment. "I do suppose having the free right to kiss you would be rather nice." I hinted.
     "Mhm." God! Sometimes he could be down right stupid! I love him! He loves me! So why won't he-
     I paused myself argument and took a silent breath.
     No. If he was ready, he would tell me. All I had to do was wait...