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"So, I called you here since there was quite a problem with my son's personal servant.." King Washington trailed off. King George rolled his eyes at his cousin, taking a sip of tea.

"Georgie! I just sent you my most decent companion!" King George slightly pouted. "She was great, too."

Washington sighed. "But according to my son, she ran away. Alexander's a handful with bossing people around."

King George took another sip from the silver cup, staying slient for a moment. He turned his his head to his cousin who was in front of him, at the other end of the table.

"Alrighty then," He finally replied, smiling. "I'm sending about four of my women helpers tomorrow."

King George stood up, gripping on his robe to take his leave. King Washington placed a hand over his shoulder.

"Thank you," King Washington gave him a thoughtful smile. "But I won't be needing women as servants."

King George squinted his eyes, confused.

"I think it's time Alexander chooses a boy for a servant instead."

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Alexander Hamilton Washington wasn't that much of a bad guy.

After getting adopted by the royal Washington family, he started to gain awkwardness around other people, since he's a royal prince, and all.

Despite all the fame he was getting, there were times where he felt like he didn't want to be a prince. He couldn't even go to 7/11 without phones getting shoved in his face for selfies. Life was hard.

Oh, and his personal servant who ran away? Alex just pranked her off by spilling milk on the stairs. The poor girl had enough and decided to give up without saying.

He had to admit he was a bit harsh to his adoptive father's servants. Except for his personal cook, his best friend, of course. And maybe a few others who were with him when he was lonely.

"Toi," Lafayette entered Alexander's room, his two hands holding a silver tray with pancakes and freshly-squeezed orange juice. "You shouldn't be this up early."

"Dad's making me choose a personal servant again," Alexander sighed. He was sitting on his bed, fiddling with the buttons of his jacket that he was suppose to wear. Lafayette smirked.

"I heard there's been a small change," He said, voice dripping with a heavy French accent. He sat beside Alex, placing the tray down.

"What is it? Dad's giving me two servants now?" Alex rolled his eyes, turning his head to his best friend. "God gracious, I don't need babysitters!"

"Non, toi perdant," Lafayette sighed, rather dissapointed at the prince's stupidity. "Your father decided to stop giving you girl servants."

"Whaaat?"

Lafayette laughed at his childish manner. Alex huffed, crossed his arms and placed his chin up, squinting his eyes. This made the Frenchman laugh even more.

"I'm secretly thinking you suggested this," The prince said out loud, as if Lafayette wasn't right beside him. His best friend just smacked him in the back.

"Mon ami, this might be development for you!" Lafayette smiled cheekily. Alex just responded with a huff. "Yeah, right."

"Now go eat the delicious meal I made you," Laf patted his back as Alex munched on a slice of pancakes. Lafayette chuckled. "Okay okay, Herc- I mean, your driver and Samuel are gonna take you on a trip to the Schuyler's castle."