Prologue
Liechtenstein closed her eyes and sighed softly, laying down on the grass that dominated this particular secluded piece of land. It was days like this, with the sun warm but not too bright and birds softly serenading about the small mountain breeze, that she felt like the world was at peace. Eyes still shut, she smiled vaguely and focused on the simple happiness she was feeling right now, relaxing on a soft green bed in a sea of comfort.
After a while she sat up, almost unwillingly opening her eyes to blink at the array of beauty her country was known for. Though she herself owned these mountains and delightful villages, it never ceased to make her grateful for what she had. After all, it could be a lot worse if—
No. Lilli was not going to think about what's happened before. Not now. What's done is done, and if she can't change what has happened, she can always choose to forget. Just like everyone else has done.
Only with her, it wasn't so easy.
She flopped back down and shut her eyes again, rubbing them fiercely with her small hands as if trying to rub away the memories of her mysterious history. Luckily she was able to be docile enough when other countries were around, or else they might be tempted into poking around their own historic documents and remember their ties with her. No one could remember; Liechtenstein was happy they didn't, but there was always a chance... Fortunately that chance was small, and now she felt like she could finally be left alone. She gave no other country incentive to pay her attention at all, though she sometimes felt a pang when she'd see any nation with whom she was closely tied with in the past.
Liechtenstein realized with a jolt that the sun was setting, which meant going home to the only country that ever treated her kindly, Switzerland. She felt herself relaxing when she thought of her "brother". He'd saved her when she was about to disappear, had taken care of her without complaint, and even took the stressful work of being a nation off her hands to deal with it himself. She'd be forever grateful to him, for more reasons than one.
However, Liechtenstein couldn't shake off the worry about the possibility that her past could come back to haunt her. She's confessed her fears to Switzerland, and he's assured her that it's nothing to fret about, but just to be sure the documents outlining her history are safely stored in a locked file cabinet in her brother's office. She knows that it's useless to since there were other documents summarizing her past, but this gave her a little peace of mind.
Lilli gathered her skirts and began heading for home, forcing herself to stop thinking these morbid thoughts and concentrate on going home to a welcoming Vash and a warm meal. A small smile returning, she left her musings back at the grassy field, refusing to give them reign over her.
