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"Don't involve yourself in his troubles," Francis agrees, although Arthur has seen him hanging on Alfred's arm more than once when the American is wearing grey. He has seen them with their heads close together, whispering something inaudible about (him) cotton or (him) grain or (him) some such matter.
Francis, Arthur thinks, has troubles enough of his own without meddling further in Alfred's.
"I want to be called Aaron," says Alfred once, on a sunset-drenched veranda, when he is wearing his grey uniform. Arthur's lips draw back in a grimace when he sees blood crusted on that grey sleeve. "I shan't recognize you as Aaron," Arthur answers crisply; "You'll always be Alfred to me."
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He tells himself that he is only manufacturing warships for Aar--for Alfred because it is profitable. "And it distracts you, hmm?" Francis says softly, reaching out to cup Arthur's cheek with an expression of great sympathy. "Go to hell," Arthur tells him with precisely the same expression.
In 1863, his diplomats return to him to say that Aaron has thrown them out. They are followed by a colonel who explains that victory for the Confederacy will necessarily be assured, due to a restive Northern labour force and superior Southern military prowess. Arthur can't quite explain why the idea makes his chest tighten and his face grow hot; after all, he is building warships for the Confederacy, isn't he? What investment ( ... )
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It has been many months since Arthur saw Aaron--not since the treaty, if he is honest with himself. Things are settling down in America, despite the unpleasantness of the April assassination (and despite the unstable administration that followed). In the aftermath, Arthur has been spending time in Canada, spending time at home, returning to his industry and his newspapers and his trains and his penny dreadfuls. When he hears about the Shenandoah's arrival, at first he hasn't any idea why it concerns him.
When at last he realizes, he hurries to Liverpool at once.
"Hello," says Aaron quietly, his accent more muted now. He looks very pale--almost insubstantial, his beard straggling and his eyes sunken deep in his head. "I've come to offer you my surrender."
Arthur slowly, carefully draws this wisp of a man into his arms. "Where have you been, dear boy?" he whispers against Aaron's hair ( ... )
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Oh my god this was just. It was wonderful. I loved how you handled the dual personalities and the conflict itself was done so so well. I was worried that whoever took this would let it dissolve into stereotypes or just, not do it well. You did this so, so well. I cried at the end. Wonderful wonderful work anon. Beautiful.
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Oh that's sad. I want to hug them all.
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I've wanted to see these two sides of Alfred for so long!
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That was amazing anon! I'm so glad someone picked this up, as it's such an interesting prompt, and you truly captured it! Made me cry in public even. ILU anon~<3
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I can't believe how awesome that was. The split personality thing and... Oh man. Thumbs way up.
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