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[iniquiticity]

consumptive-sphinx asked
alex and tyrant!washington meeting for the first time, and/or alex's greenhouse

so i think to match greenhouses i was actually going to make him phillip schuyler’s adopted son again but i started writing this and i forgot that. so i guess this could also exist. it’s all the same really? i mean we have what we got.


his excellency is on a tour around the city when he sees the boy he will have from his carriage window. the tour bores him, honestly, but it is important to have a presence, to be seen in his excellency’s carriage, for people to have to support him, so that they will support him. anyone will do anything by habit if they are told to do it enough times, and the habit is the most important part of loyal servants.

the boy - well, he is a man - is narrow with dark hair and bright eyes. he is thin, not well-fed, his excellency suspects. he does not look exactly a street orphan, but at present he is stealing from a woman bowing to her king, and that does not seem like a thing a sensible person would do. ordinarily he would have the boy whipped, perhaps be made a demonstration of. but he does not. there is a hunger in his chest that requires to be sated.

he knocks on the carriage door and it stops. the door opens, and the marquis is looking at him, gleaming in his armor.

“marquis,” he says, his voice low, “do you see the man stealing the bread?”

the marquis looks over his shoulder. the narrow thing, his new toy, is now picking the pockets of a dockworker.

“what would you have me do to him?” the marquis asked,

“remember him, and tomorrow find him and break him like a horse for me.”

“yes, your excellency,” the marquis said, and watched the man dissapear into the alley.