Queen of Northern Europe
Isabella sat beside Emil, as Berwald and Lukas were checking the wooden boat. "Isabella?" Emil called. Isabella smiled as she watched the two boys fix the boat. "Yes?" She called. "How do you know if you're in love?" He asked, hugging his knees, staring at the water. Isabella sat up and stared at Emil. "...Why do you ask?" She asked. Emil shrugged. "Just asking." He replied. Isabella also hugged her knees. "I guess...you'd feel butterflies in your stomach whenever you'd talk to them. When you're around them, your heartbeat would accelerate and your mind would turn blank. When you'd touch them, it's like...it's heaven on Earth." Isabella explained, a blush fixed on her cheeks. Ha, that reminds me of a certain Swedish boy~ She sung in her head. "Is that how you feel about Berwald?" Emil asked, as if reading her mind. Her eyes widened. "How? What?" She questioned, her mind blank. "I see the way you look and act around him." Emil said, looking into her aqua eyes.
"The boat is ready!" Lukas shouted, hurrying them to come. Isabella and Emil stood up and ran as fast as they could. The wooden boat was as big and wide as a double bed. Emil and Lukas got into the boat and sat next to each other. Berwald walked onto the boat. Isabella struggled to get onto the boat, so Berwald outstretched his hand towards her. Isabella took his hand, climbing onto the wooden boat. The boat begun to sway, making Berwald and Isabella almost fall. The couple sat beside each other. "From here, Helsingør, to Helsinborg!" Emil moved so he was facing the front of the boat. He grabbed two boat paddles, and attempted to make the boat move. He failed. Lukas smirked and sat next to his little brother. He grabbed one of the paddles and finally, the boat begun to move. Isabella smiled brightly and Berwald and hugged him. "Finally, we going to Helsinborg!" She said excitedly. Berwald smiled slightly and kissed her forehead.
After what felt like four hours, land came into view. "Wha! Helsinborg!" Isabella exclaimed. Emil chuckled at her antics. They came closer and closer, until they arrived at the docks of Helsinborg. The quartet left the boat and stood on the grass. Suddenly, a group of people walked over to them and kneeled before them. "Welcome King of Sweden, King of Norway, King of Iceland and Queen of Northern Europe!" They all greeted. Isabella blushed and hid behind Berwald. Berwald also kneeled before the group of people. "Tack för välkomna oss." He thanked. Isabella tugged his sleeve and gave him a questioning look. "It means thank you for welcoming us in Swedish." He explained. "Ah, I see." Isabella replied. Berwald, Isabella, Lukas and Emil continued to walked to Berwald's spare house. "So big." Isabella said, aweing in amazement. "That's what she said." Lukas whispered to Emil, making Emil chuckle quietly. Isabella hit Lukas upside-the-head. "That's for the joke." She then hit Emil. "That's for laughing."
They entered his house and sat in the living room. Berwald sat before the large table, made from spruce. "Here's the plan. I'm going to get my army to fight Mathias's army." Berwald said. "Wait! Problem!" Emil shouted. "Doesn't Mathias and Isabella share an army?" He asked. All eyes were on Isabella, who giggled and shook her head. "Wrong. We may have shared an army back then, but ever since I became the Queen of Northern Europe, I've had my own army. Twice the size of Mathias's." She explained, smirking. "I'll combine my army with Berwald's and yours." Lukas said. "Same here." Emil agreed. Isabella smiled at the two brothers. "Once again, thank you all for helping me." She thanked. Lukas nodded. "As Emil had said, anything for a friend." He explained.