I'm sure you can figure out which countries coordinate with these.
Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia.
Alice had never loved budget meetings this much before. Given the position of the room and where she sat, next to the wall of large windows, she had clear view of the back yards. One just happened to be where training occurred, including Alfred's training.
She could try to make him out against the others because of his hair and height. From what she could tell, he was doing well. They were sparring and she was pretty sure he had won the last few.
"I would also like to announce our trip to our neighboring allies." Alice jumped at her father's voice and looked back to him. He was standing, looking over the table of officials and nobles and her.
Her parents always had that look, the atmosphere, the air of someone important, someone great. They always looked regal, like how kings and queens should. There were still the rare moments when they looked a little more normal, but they could always fall back into the facade easily.
Even when she was young and would climb the stairs of their bedroom on the floor above her and wake them in the middle of the night because of a nightmare or something childish, when her father's ginger hair was sticking up all over the place and her mother couldn't keep her eyes open, they could look confident, perfect. Alice wondered if they always looked like that, or maybe it was something that happened when they became queen and king. She just knew whatever the look was, she hadn't inherited it.
"We'll be visiting Americana, Fraunce, Rushca, and Oceania in that order over the course of a month, beginning October 8th and returning November 12th." He said.
Alice raised her hand and he nodded to her. "When was this decided? I didn't know." A whole month she'd be gone. They can't just decide this without her.
"Your mother and I decided this. We think it would be a good idea for these rulers to meet you. It won't be long until you are queen and they will have to think of you when making decisions. You should get to know them as they should get to know you." The king answered.
"Do we not see them every year for my birthday?"
"You don't talk to them at your parties." That wasn't wrong, but those weren't her parties and Alice didn't feel like arguing this anymore. She glanced out the window again and caught sight of a golden blond. On a trip she would go.