PROLOGUE
This is a story about the awesome me.
Okay, that might be a slight exaggeration.
...
Okay, that's just a flat out lie.
The truth is, only a small portion of this story is about the Awesome Me. Most of it is about a girl, a princess actually, and a country. Well, what I mean to say is the girl, who is a country is also a princess, but she's not a princess of a country she's... Gah, I'm confusing myself! Here, let me put it to you a different way:
Once upon a time (shut up, I know what your thinking), There was a young man, named Roderich. Or at least, that's what most people knew him as. People who really knew him (and those were slim to none) however, knew that he was the embodiment of a country, called Austria. The one thing that Austria wanted though, more than he wanted to play on his beloved piano, was to have another country to control. He was constantly searching, hunting all over the globe, to find another country to take in and control.
While Austria was searching, a new country was born to the King and Queen of a newly rising kingdom. This kingdom was called Hungary, and the child herself was named Elizaveta. The King England (known to most as King Aurthur), and his wife Queen Belarus (known to most as Queen Natalia), were overjoyed at the birth of their daughter, and the start of a new country, that they released a floating lantern in celebration.
Austria heard of the birth of the child, and knew that the King and Queen were country embodiments themselves, and concluded that the little girl herself was a country embodiment. In the dead of night, Austria snuck into the castle and stole the little girl, and hid her in a secluded tower in the woods, keeping her hidden there, never letting her out, to keep any other country from claiming her, and raised her as his own daughter.
"Why can't I leave here, Papa?" she asked once, unaware of being a country embodiment.
He hugged her close and answered, "Because there are people out there who want to hurt you. They want to fight you and take you away form me. We don't want that do we?"
"No Papa," she answered, "But why? Why do they want to hurt me?"
"You will understand when you are older," He answered.
King England and Queen Belarus were devastated at the loss of their beloved daughter, and sent out search party after search party. But Austria had hidden the tower well, and they never found her. Saddened with longing, every year on her birthday, they sent thousands upon thousands of flying lanterns into the sky, praying for the return of their precious Hungary.