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.