Lafayette knew things were getting worse. He had tried his hardest for years to bring freedom to France, and yet, only chaos came. This is probably because France had no real leader to replace the old order. You'll learn all about this when you're older.

The royal family had been imprisoned, and Lafayette, being Head of the National Guard, was put in charge over them. He was effectively their prison warden. He did his best to keep them comfortable, yet in-line, which made him popular with the public, but then when the royal family managed to escape, he was marked a traitor. No matter what the hero did, the extremists and mob wouldn't listen.

Lafayette had repaired the lock to the letterbox he kept Caroline's letters in, but he feared it could be broken into. If those letters got out, it could spell disaster for him and the Robinsons. He thought of burning them, but he couldn't bring himself to.

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"Father, you wanted to see me?" Georges asked as he entered his father's room.

"Yes." Lafayette answered. Then he got up and placed a hand on his son's shoulder, "You know well about the public's opinion of me."

"The public is dumb." Georges replied.

"Be that as it may," Lafayette replied, "it's still dangerous. A mob could come after me any day now. And they'll surely come after you, your sisters and mother."

Georges was scared. He had seen some of the beheadings and the mob's actions.

"Don't be scared." Lafayette told him, "But I want you to be prepared. If anything should happen, I want you to flee. Your tutor Frestrel will take care of you. But if he can't, remember what we taught you."

"I will Father." Georges replied, trying to be brave.

"Your sisters should be fine, because they're female. But you, you pose a threat to the mob." Lafayette hugged his scared son. "I've written letters of introduction for you, in case you need them. There is a woman in England, Mrs. Angelica Church, a great friend of mine, who can take you in. In America, there is the President, George Washington, who you're named after; his Secretary of State, Thomas Jefferson, remember him?"

Georges nodded.

"Good. There's also the Secretary of the Treasury, Alexander Hamilton. He's one of my best friends, he'll undoubtedly take you in. There's also a tavern in New York City, Robinson's Tavern. I know the family there, the eldest daughter, Mrs. Caroline Robinson is also dear friend to me."

"Ok Father." Georges replied. He was still scared, but at least he had a plan.

Lafayette went to his desk and grabbed the letters. "These are your letters." Then he grabbed a key and Caroline's box. "And these are objects that should never be found or discovered." He handed the items to his son. "If you find yourself in America, please give the box and key to Mrs. Robinson. Make sure the only ones who touch them are the Hamiltons and the Robinsons. And the Washingtons and Mrs. Church."

"Ok Father." Georges replied, "I won't let you down."

"Good. Now go pack a bag. Make sure you pack light, and put it in a place you won't forget."

"I will. I love you Father."

"I love you too. Now go."

Georges nodded and left. Little did they know, the poor boy and his tutor would go into hiding that September.


Eliza was busy going over her family's finances, when suddenly, her eldest son ran into the room holding a newspaper.

"Look! Grandpa's in the paper!" He yelled, then he showed his mother the paper while reading the headline, "'War hero Philip Schuyler loses senate seat to upstart Aaron Burr'. Grandpa just lost his seat in the senate."

"Sometimes that's how it goes." Eliza calmly answered. She knew her father would be fine.

"Daddy's gonna find out any minute." Philip H. nervously said.

"I'm sure he already knows." Eliza replied, knowing how her husband was on top of things like that.

"Further down," Philip said.

"Further down." Eliza and Philip said.

"Let's meet the newest senator from New York." Philip said.

"New York." Eliza mindlessly repeated.

"Our senator," they said together, "Burr!"

Suddenly, a moment of panic overcame Eliza. She went to her husband's office and grabbed some papers. "I gotta go I gotta find Alexander!" She said as left the room.

"Let him know we're on his side." Philip said as he followed her, full of pride for his beloved father.

Eliza stopped him, "No! He'll consider this a personal slander. I've gotta stop a homicide!" The she quickly resumed her search. She knew her husband all too well.

"Oh!" Philip exclaimed. He didn't know his father would be that angry.

The two searched the city. "Look around, we should look around." Eliza instructed her son, "Let's go and find your father down in New York."

Burr was taking a walk in the city, when Alexander noticed him.

"Burr!" He shouted to him, gaining his attention. Alexander neared him, "Since when are you a Democratic-Republican?"

"Since being one put me on the up and up again." Burr answered.

"No one knows who you are, or what you do."

"They don't need to know me, they don't like you."

"Excuse me?"

"Oh, Wall Street thinks you're great. You'll always be adored by the things you create. But upstate you're the rascal who trades away the capital."

"Wait!" Hamilton tried to interject. The two had been over this before.

"The asshole who taxes the a-a-alcohol!"

"I always considered you a friend."

"I don't see why that has to end. A senate seat was up for grabs and I took it. It's not my fault people think you're crooked."

"You changed parties to run against my father-in-law!"

"I changed parties to seize the opportunity I saw." Burr didn't hold positions close to him. He just wanted to be in government, and if that meant changing parties, so be it. Besides, it made his progressive wife happy. "I swear your pride will be the death of us all. Beware, it goeth before the fall."

Finally, Eliza and Philip found them. "Alexander, there you are." She said as she neared them.

"Eliza?" Alexander said ion confusion.

"You forgot your papers." She said as she handed them to him. Then she turned to Burr, "Mister Burr, good sir, it's been so long. How are the Theodosias?"

"As a matter of fact, my wife has taken ill." Burr sadly said. Her medication had stopped working.

"I'm not surprised, what with the chill." Eliza replied, "You'll send her our regards."

"I will." Burr answered.

"And how's your daughter?" Eliza asked, wanting to continue with the distracting pleasantries.

"She's my pride and joy." Burr answered, "Fluent in French and Latin!" The girl was a prodigy.

"So am I!" Philip interjected.

"She's the same age as your boy." Burr stated, indicating he wanted a meeting between the two. But they weren't quite the same age, as Theo was a year younger than Philip.

Hamilton wasn't very impressed, given the status of women at the time. "Yeah, one day he'll run Manhattan."

Eliza, knowing her husband wanted a fight, talked over him, "We must be going, Burr. But send your girls our love."

"Nice to meet your son." Burr said to them as he started to leave.

"We're not done, mister Burr, sir." Alexander said as he neared him.

Eliza grabbed his arm, "Hon." It was time to go, and there was no reason to fight.

"If I were you I'd stick with her, sir." Burr reprimanded. Eliza was clearly more wise, and one of the few things that checked her husband's ego.

Burr left them, and Eliza and Philip dragged Alexander away. The three found themselves in an ally near their house.

"What in the hell was that?" Alexander asked his wife and oldest. "What in the hell are you doing downtown?" He turned to his wife, "Don't you know that Burr is going to run against your father to humiliate me and try to bring us down?" He went towards home, "I will not let our family be embarrassed like this. I'll grab a pen and paper, let the whole world know! You swing at my family you better not miss. You better have another punch to throw!"

Eliza stopped him and looked him in the eyes, "You could let it go. Stay alive for me." She wrapped her arms around him, "Let it go, live to fight another day. People will always be critical, they'll make the personal political. They'll try to knock you off your pedestal, your pinnacle. Let other people be cynical. Let it go." Not every attack is a personal one.

Alexander smiled.

"You're smiling, because you know I'm right." Eliza stated.

"Ha!" Alexander laughed. His pride was too big. The three continued their walk home.

"And you know if the president were here he would tell you the same thing." Eliza stated.

Alexander replied, "No, the president's not here –"

"I heard about Burr." Washington's voice suddenly came. He was in their yard, with little Angelica Hamilton (Angie) with him. "You didn't kill him, did you?"

"Have you been standing here this whole time?" Alexander asked. It was nearly impossible for him to be there.

"Let it go, stay alive for me." Washington told him.

"Let it go, let it slide right by." Both Washington and Eliza said.

Eliza held her husband's hands, "You don't have to bring a gun to a knife fight. It's not a case of your money or your life, right?"

Washington placed a hand on Eliza's shoulder. "You know you really oughta listen to your wife, right?"

"I know." Alexander sighed. If he had only listened to Eliza and taken a break when she, Angelica, John Church and the children went to Albany, he would've never have slept with Mariah Reynolds. And he wouldn't be in the terrible year-long cycle, where he would hook up with Mariah, then be extorted for hush money. It cost him a fortune, luckily Eliza never found out. Which was hard because she watched the family's finances like a hawk, and was one of the three leaders of official society. The other two were Sarah Jay and Lucy Knox.

Even James McHenry once told him, "Your wife has as much merit as your treasurer as you have as treasurer of the United States."

"So let it go." Eliza pleaded.

Alexander smiled uneasily. Although he was still mad at Burr, he had to admit he was impressed that the man had managed to win with his flexible morals, and vague opinions.

Washington moved his hand to Alexander's shoulder, "Let everybody know, you can take a body blow. Let everybody know, you can learn to let it go."

"Look around, look around at how lucky you are to be alive right now." Eliza added, they all knew there where multiple times he could've died. "If somebody tries to lay you low,"

"Let it go." Eliza and Washington told him.

"I will." Alexander said.

Eliza smiled and kissed him.


Lafayette tried to restore order at a protest that had gone awry, and a massacre broke out. His house was broken into, and his wife harmed. The rioters believed that Lafayette was a royalist, or a sympathizer. In reality, the man was just doing his job, and unfortunately, his subordinates suddenly acted on their own accord.

Seeing the writing on the wall, he resigned two months later and moved his family away from Paris.