After that day, things only got worse. The Brits were furious we dumped the tea, but we kept defying the British rule, kept defying the Queen. I personally stayed with the colonists more than with the natives. One day Arthur showed up, the same way i traveled back and forth. It was in my home and he sat on a chair sipping a cup of tea as i entered my home.
"what are you doing here?"
I asked angrily, a tone i shouldn't use towards one of the men that raised me. He didn't seem to care though.
"Alfred stop this please, what will this do for either side? It's as if you are having a temper tantrum, so please stop."
He said calmly and sadly, as if he was in pain.
"No Arthur, i will not just stop, the people here do not want to be ruled by the Queen any longer, we left England to be free, we left for our own beliefs"
I didn't notice, but i spoke as if i was the voice for the people here, just as Arthur is for England. He stepped back at my words with wide eyes.
"alright Alfred...but this may end up as a war, i cant stop the Queen from what she is requesting of the colonists...I'm sorry"
He said before leaving with Minty. I sighed and closed my eyes.