Dear Holy Rome,

This war is progressing terribly well. My government signed a treaty with Austria and Miss Hungary as a defensive measure earlier on, but my government has been tempted with offers of land by countries in The Triple Entente.

Even though my government has sided with Austria and Miss Hungary, I can still taste the bitterness my people have for Austria. And I cannot ignore that I feel their emotion swell within me whenever I see him. And I hate feeling that way.

He did what he thought was best for you; I don't blame him for sending you away. And I gained my independence from him, so these feelings should have faded from my heart. But they haven't. And I don't understand why. Maybe it's these feelings of confusion and bitterness that led the others into joining the war.

But I don't want it to be the reason I am dragged in.

I fear Austria might try to take my land from me again, and I just want to protect my people and their freedom. I won't let him take me back. I won't let my people feel that kind of pain and hardship again.

I don't want to fight, and if I could avoid it any longer I would. But I can't.

So I've joined The Triple Entente. Watch over me, Holy Rome. Watch over my people. And watch over all of us in this horrible disaster.

Italy


Stay strong, Italy ;A;