The night was cold, but the spirit inside was light and warm. The Schuylers were holding a ball once more. Philip Schuyler was home from the war, until the court martial came through. He knew a messenger would be sent soon. Elizabeth came over to her father and hugged him.
“Are you okay father?” Elizabeth asked standing next to him greeting the guest as they came in.
“I am fine darling, do enjoy the ball.”Elizabeth nodded and walked off. She saw a server with a plate of wine glasses and took one off before walking away. She saw her sister and quickly turned around and ran into a colonel who was rushing inside. The colonel knocked her over and stopped.
“I’m so sorry ma’am, I was not paying attention.” He out his hand down to help her up. Elizabeth took his hand and smiled. He gave her a hankerchief from his pocket.
“I will say I accept your apology if I knew the name of the colonel who bumped into me.” Elizabeth teased the young man. She took the hankerchief and began to dab at her dress. She knew Angelica would be mad since she was borrowing the dress. Elizabeth thought it was stupid to own all these dresses with layers of material when they had soldiers out on the field freezing to death. Alexander blushed and took his hat off.
“Colonel Alexander Hamilton at your service madam.” Alexander ruffled his ginger hair that had been messed up under the hat.
“Elizabeth Schuyler and I accept your apology.” Elizabeth smiled at him and giggled at him blushing of embarrassment. Alexander glanced past her into the crowd.
“Are you looking for someone Colonel?” Elizabeth asked.
“Oh Schuyler, your name is Schuyler, is your father General Philip Schuyler, if so, do you know where he is, I need to speak with him.”
“I am right here young man.” Philip Schuyler walked over, tapping his shoulder, and Alexander turned and saluted.
“There’s no need, come.” Philip Schuyler lead him away to a side parlor.
“Pleasure to meet you again Miss Schuyler.” Alexander took her hand in his before following Mister Schuyler. Elizabeth smiled and waved after him, before weaving her way into the crowd. Amidst the happy crowd, Elizabeth felt a pang of sadness wash over her. She didn’t know why it came, all she knew was that it did.
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