Hazel Banaster
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Dernière publication sam., juin 27, 2026
A young girl named Hazel Banaster is a triplet. Her two sisters Hanna and Anna shared the same dreams growing up while Hazel's dream was different. Hazel moved from her home in Boston to Berkshire in Britain shortly after the events of the Sugar Act in 1764 which resulted in the death of her father Peter Banaster and also caused Hazel's world to turn upside down.
She later joined the war to fight for the country she loved and was born in. Most importantly for her father, Peter Banaster.
She then met General Washington after leaving Britain without King George's permission. After much consideration that Peter had been In the militia with George Washington, he then let her join the battle BUT not in the front lines battling with the British. Hazel then met Alexander Hamilton, Gilbert du Motier Marquis de Lafayette and John Adams along with Aaron Burr.
She earned the title "Sister of War"
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