I gathered up my courage in the chair before standing up and walking to the door. "No. I can't, Your Majesty Fritz."
"Can I ask why?"
"Because I feel doing so would be rude. Friendship is one of those things that can break." I told him.
"I'm sure this wouldn't be one of those things that breaks your friendships."
"But…"
"Have they never asked you to leave?"
"No. They haven't. I always left on my own. Because I have you to come home to." I smiled at him. He smiled back.
"You may ask them to come back next month. I'm not asking you to ban them from Prussia." I nodded.
"I love you Fritz."
"I love you too Gilbert." I left the room and headed to see France and Spain.
"Prussia, I'm sorry but I have to go. Louis sent me a letter a few minutes ago." France said. He kissed me on both cheeks before kissing Spain too. Spain returned it and France headed off. I rubbed my cheeks. Disgusting.
"What about you Spain? Can you leave? I'm sorry but…"
"Don't worry. I'll leave. I'm sure Romano misses me." I smiled.
"Again, I'm sorry." Spain did the two kisses thing before heading out. Fritz was right. That hadn't been hard.
