Good morning readers! Rise and shine, it's 3:30 AM! I have been typing since 2:45 and I managed to come up with this. I just hope it's not too bad, and I really hope you like it *w*

-Dave

I can't belong to the dirt
I can't put on your fire
This town's alone and therefore
I see no end in sight
Oh, and hymns, child
Oh, and words you'll know

Payne's Bay - Beirut


The next day they rose early, soon before the sun rose. They stretched and had a small breakfast from the bread and juice Gilbert had smartly tucked inside one of the sacks they had been carrying. They munched their meal in complete silence, not bothering to say anything to each other since they were still half asleep.

Once they had eaten the last crumble of bread, they took off, bidding goodbye to their hosts with a smile.

"We need exit town as soon as possible," Gilbert said, eyeing the early risers out of the corner of his eye. "If you want to keep the soldiers off your trail, that is,"

Marguerite nodded slowly. "How far away is the next town?" She asked, stifling a yawn.

Gilbert made some mental calculations before answering the princess. "About ten kilometres away from here,"

"Oh," She gazed at the slowly paling horizon. "This is going to be quite a walk, eh?" She gave a small chuckle.

"Not really," Gilbert grinned; his blood-red eyes had a mysterious glint to them, making Marguerite confused. "We have a way of transporting ourselves,"

"Ciao Gilbert!" An energetic voice called out. "Over here!" Marguerite turned to see a cheerful brunette, waving at Gilbert from his cart.

Gilbert followed soon after, grinning broadly when he caught sight of who Marguerite guessed to be another friend.

"Feli!" The albino strode over to the brunette's cart, Marguerite trailing close behind. "It has been long since we last saw each other, innit?"

'Feli' nodded enthusiastically. "Si, it has been quite a time!" He grinned.

Marguerite had been standing just behind Gilbert, her gaze travelling around the dirty ground. A passing carriage sent a cloud of dust in Marguerite's direction, which made her sneeze. It was only then 'Feli' noticed the princess's presence.

"Oh!" He had a look of surprise on his face. "Who is this?" The brunette tilted his head to the side slightly.

"Mir Leid, I forgot to introduce you two," Gilbert grinned apologetically at Marguerite. "This is the one I told you about, the one I'm helping escape,"

"Yes that is right!" Feli's face lit up again, and he extended an olive-skinned hand to the blonde. "My name is Feliciano Vargas, it's a pleasure to meet you signorina,"

"I am Marguerite... er..." Assuming Gilbert had left her 'real' identity unmentioned, she didn't say her true family name, but instead she switched to a surname that had accompanied the name of her favourite character in one of her novels. "Williams. My name is Marguerite Williams," she offered a light smile, which was answered with a brighter one from the brunette.

Gilbert watched them exchange names with a grin. "Great, now that we all know each other, it's time to start our journey!" He carried both his and the princess's bags into the back wagon of the cart, not long after he loaded himself next to Marguerite, who was already comfortably seated beside Feli.

"Giddy up, Ravioli!" He called out to the horse that pulled the cart. They started moving, following the main road of the town into its exit.


"Come on, Ludwig," The Austrian took a sip of the tea he drank. "It has been twelve years, will you not get over it?"

The blonde prince seated on the armchair opposite to him let out a shaky sigh.

"I cannot help it, Roderich; He is my brother," Ludwig held the iron cross hanging from his neck in his palm. The same iron cross his brother had once worn as a badge clipped to his uniform.

Roderich let out a sigh. "I know he is your brother, and your natural instinct is to worry for him. But..." the Austrian trailed off. "It has been long, and you are not sure if he is still alive,"

"I know... I just—I just have this minuscule speck of faith... I have faith in him; I have faith that he is still out there, somewhere... Being childish and rude, flirting with the maidens, getting into sword fights..." The German explained, letting out a small chuckle. "I know I will find him. And I have a feeling it will be really soon."

Roderich couldn't help but smile slightly. His cousin was very set in finding his brother— even after a dozen years of searching with no result— and he wasn't going to be the one to stop him.


Francis and Alice had decided to take matters into their own hands, since neither their soldiers nor The Kings had managed to find Marguerite.

Francis coated himself with his old French armour, while Alice placed on different pieces of armour on to protect herself without having to be too uncomfortable. They wielded their weapons and mounted their horses, leaving Marguerite's tutor, Katyusha, in charge.

"E-eh," The blonde scratched the back of her head, unsure of what to do now. Should she order other palace workers around? No, that would be just downright mean. Should she help clean up the house? No, the maids had been sure to leave every last corner of the stone structure impeccable. Maybe she could write a letter? Yes, that was it. To whom would she direct it though? She tapped her chin until the perfect receptor came to him. Alfred would surely need to know that his little sister had gone missing, wouldn't he? And he could send a small greeting to Ivan at the end.

The Ukrainian sat down at a desk, taking out some parchment, a quill, and ink. She tucked her short blonde hair behind her ear and started out writing, choosing out her words carefully.

Once she was finished, she walked up to the royal messenger, and asked him if he could deliver the letter to Zar Ivan.

"Please do so as soon as possible. Ivan's husband, Alfred, needs to know about this," She pleaded. "It is of uttermost importance that you deliver it quickly,"

The messenger nodded and set off to his journey, mounting a horse and galloping off into the darkness.


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-Dave