Here's the next chapter of this series.
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After that card game, (C/n) went over to Hungary, who was in the meeting room with some of the other nations. She looked at him curiously, since he was still wrapped in the blanket Ukraine gave him.
(C/n) whispered to Hungary about what happened and she quickly took him out of the room.
She got him dressed in new clothes, though the only outfit she had brought with her was a maid's outfit, which (C/n) put on with no protest.
He's lived with just girls his whole life, he's used to wearing dresses.
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(Name) sighed as he watched the sky slowly turning orange, signaling that the sun was rising. His crew was preparing the ship so they could go on their way towards the first of the three islands. Arthur hadn't come. This didn't surprise him. The way he reacted to his suggestion had said enough.
A sigh escaped from the (brunet, blond, etc)'s lips. Deep down he had hoped that he would say 'yes'. Perhaps that was just what they called 'wishful thinking'. He should stop doing that. That's not how life works.
That's not how anything works.
He could hear the voices of his crew in the background, despite the fact that he wasn