I don't really know why I wrote this, except that at some point a few weeks ago when I was writing an essay on caudillos somehow it got mixed up with Plaude as I was talking to visiblemarket
and I got thinking that Arthur would be a great caudillo and this happened. So it's all her fault. :) I've never written Alternate Reality fic before. I suppose you could consider this a past life or something. It's short, too. It doesn't deal with caudillos, really. All you need to know was that they were military leaders " who dominated his local region through the use of force, economic and political ties, and the cultivation of a strong and iconic self-image" (me, my essay)in 18th century Latin America. And you don't even need to know that much.
Title: Empty Room
Summary: An Alternate Reality fic. I'm not sure how to describe it. Peter's father is a local strongman sometime in the past and Claude works for him until one day he decides to turn turncoat.
Disclaimer: I own nothing but my own words.( Peter looked at him now, worry staining that beautiful face, and for no more than a lowly wretch like him. )