The former nation walked down the streets of his brother's beautiful Berlin. He loved the city so much. It held so many memories of the past. Both bad and good but he had heard that the good would always outweighs the bad. His life was slowly ending and he had learned that was true.
Gilbert came to the palace. Oh, his beloved king's palace. Some of his best memories where here yet so were some of his worst.
"Who knew 300 years and this place would still be standing here." He said with a laugh as he spoke with some invisible person as he felt the wind blow in response.
The day was warm and bright. The perfect day some may describe it. The mountains stood proudly as the reached for the sky. Birds sang their songs of joy and spread them throughout the land. The wind seemed to dance and play like a little child would. For a moment, everything was perfect. Then he coughed horribly into his hand. Blood. That's all he could see on his hand. He was dying. A dying man stuck out like a sore thumb on such a beautiful day that was so filled with life.
"Just give me a little more time, please..." He begged into the sky and he nearly dragged his feet to a stone grave.
"Hallo, Fritz, did you miss me?" He collapsed on the grave as he felt his heart pounding hard in his chest. He chuckled softly, "I guess I'm going to see you soon. Please don't be mad; I tried my best."
He felt as his heart started wavering and a cold feeling washed over him. He felt sorry that he couldn't tell his little brother what was happening. Ludwig had wanted to be by his side when he started dying. But Ludwig knew him well. He should figure that his older brother would come here on his dying breath.
"I'll be alright, right, Fritz? I have you with me when I go to sleep." He said with a smile as his heart slowed with each beat. "So how bad could it be...?" He asked with a weak, shaky breath.
His mind wandered in and out of reality. He couldn't make a connective thought. Finally, after trying so hard to focus, he could think straight but it was only about his past king. He didn't mind that at all.