Chapter 8

~Year 1809

I've lost. I've lost everything. The war, my territory, my confidence and... Fin. That damned Ivan. Whenever I start taking a liking to something, he takes it away and makes it his. He's a despicable man, but I can't oppose him, or I would get destroyed in an instant. He's strong, that I can admit.

Currently, I'm in an Union with Lukas. It's nothing special, it's more like a win-win situation. We borrow each other's strength. I bet Mathias threw a fit when he realized it was only going to be me and Lukas, leaving him out. Mathias likes Lukas, even I can see that. The only one oblivious to notice is Lukas himself. He thinks Mathias is like that with everyone. He's wrong.

Stockholm is sitting right in front of me right now, only staring out through the window. None of us say anything. We're pretty close to each other. Stockholm, or Klara Andersson, knows me well enough to know what I'm thinking. And she knows when she should keep quiet, and not talk about thing that could hurt us both.

I know that I kinda like that Finn. He's a really nice person, and he started getting closer to me, not caring if I'm quiet or not. He talks, and I listen. That's how it was before Ivan took him away. I miss him. Every time I think about him, my heart starts beating faster. It's probably some sort of happiness of being close to him.

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Stockholm's POV

I knew it. I fucking knew it! But he's to oblivious to notice it. He's always been like that. Trying to make up excuses for the most obvious things. Like love. Anyone could see that he really loves him. 'He fucking adores him! How can he not notice it?' I know, I know. I swear a lot, but this is making me so frustrated. Berwald can be so dense sometimes.

I really love Berwald, like a sister loves her older brother, but sometimes I just wanna take the nearest object and slam it into his head, then scream at him. Just scream, nothing else.

He's really quiet lately, and I think it's because of a certain Finn. I mean, c'mon, you don't even know his human name, Berwald. I don't know why, but the Finn never told Berwald his human name. The only ones he told were me, Mathias, Lukas and Emil, Lukas's little brother. But he never told Berwald. His name is actually Tino Väinämöinen (hard to pronounce? Not to me!), but I never told Berwald his name. I found it rather funny how he calls Tino Fin, which has a certain meaning in our language. I find it rather cute, actually.

Tino asked me once what it meant, but I refused to tell him. It's funnier and cuter this way!

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Sorry for updating this late, but I had karate and piano today, so I came home pretty late.

This chapter is filled with explanations, since we all know that Sweden doesn't really talk, and I know, that Stockholm isn't that much of a talker either.

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