[ TT ] George Washington is crowned the first King of America

`` All Hail the Great George Washington, fighter for justice, defender of freedom and bringer of God to the uncharted lands!'' 
 
 
 It was a standard day in court. As chancellor of the Kingdom of America, it was my duty to see that all newly commissioned officers of the military were loyal to the new throne, to violently persecute traitors and to impose the will of great ol' Georgie. 
 
 
 Heresies belonged to the Court Chaplain, my brother. 
 
 
 `` Sir, the British functionaries are refusing to leave their posts under the guise that their tea stashes are being confiscated.'' My orderly, Williamson, a good man, but thick with a Yorkshire accent. 
 
 
 `` Give them a morsel of their stashes. They lost the war, and they lose their privileges along with their dignity. If they give you any further cause for distress, send them my way.'' One had to be firm in this day and age. 
 
 
 What would happen in the case of another British Rebellion? What if the British Canadians launched a counter-revolution? Sheer madness, madness! There must be order, there must be a hierarchy. 
 
 
 With the French baying at our, well, bays and the Spanish knocking down under at our islands, I'll be lucky if I see King George anytime soon. 
 
 
 At the very least, the Kaiser has put forth his foot to help stomp out the French, should it come to war... 
 
 
 Feeling a strange grumble from above my belt at the thought of croissants, it's halted by the intrusion of none other than the King. 
 
 
 `` Arthursen! Good God man! What is this rumbling with the tea and the British dignitaries?!'' His voice bellowed in the small room. 
 
 
 `` Sire! I did n't expect- I'm taking care of it my King.'' My voice, so powerful and strong was a mouse to this lion of a man. 
 
 
 `` If they give you trouble, execute them. They lost the war, their lost their right to live! It is I that allows them to live, and it is I that will taketh that away!'' 
 
 
 `` Yes, m'Lord.'' I sat back down as the King called for my orderly. 
 
 
 `` Arthur. I will be taking a chance if I go directly to the Kaiser himself, but I need to send a member of court to ask for diplomatic and economic support. I frankly can not find anyone that wants to brave the seas that this tumultuous time. Who would you send in my stead?'' 
 
 
 His booming voice was something to be feared. Courtiers had been executed for voicing out suggestions that he did not approve of. `` I believe the Steward would be most appropriate. His knowledge of our economic woes and where we stand with against the Empire would prove most helpful in securing a full alliance. In his stead, my orderly Williamson can take over minor tasks.'' 
 
 
 `` Wonderful! Simply marvellous. Williamson! Make sure Steward Smith is on the next boat to the Prussians! We'll make cowards of the French yet!'' He exited the room as Williamson entered. 
 
 
 Looking quizzically at me with a glint in his eyes, he asked quietly, `` Yearning for a greater audience, my Chancellor?'' 
 
 
 `` When the time is right my good man. When the time is right.'' 
 
 
 I looked thoughtfully at ol' George. Foolish bastard will get us all killed. That's why I need to keep things in order. All hail the King, but what comes next, is mine.
