King George III's POV
Sometimes I talk to myself when I get riled up. And that's exactly what I did when I received word that the British troops surrendered to the measly colonies.
They say the price of my war's not a price that they're willing to pay. Insane! You cheat with the French, now I'm fighting with France and with Spain.
I'm so blue. I cried for an hour before I started throwing darts at a map of the colonies on my wall. I thought that we made an arrangement when you went away. You were mine to subdue! It's not fair!
My darts keep missing the map, so I take my anger out on a nearby chair and wail in frustration. When I'm done, I continue talking to the colonies in my head. Well even despite our estrangement, I've got a small query for you.
What comes next? You've been freed. Do you know how hard it is to lead? You're on your own? Awesome. Wow. Congratulations. Do you have a clue what happens now?
They know nothing about government or what it means to be a nation. They're a mess! Oceans rise, empires fall. It's much harder when it's all your call. That's why I was always so protective of my colonies. They're helpless without me.
As angry as I am, I have to move on. Maybe this is for the best. They wanted independence and now they have it. All alone, across the sea.
All I'll say on the matter is, When your people say they hate you, don't come crawling back to me.
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Alexandra Hamilton
FanficAlexandra Hamilton, Elijah Schuyler, Joan Laurens, Mark Reynolds and a few others are genderbends. I'm taking a lot of creative liberties because I want this to be an empowering story. I also changed Alex and Eli's children to mostly girls. I don't...
