Ehehe... I don't ship PruHun anymore, but I'm gonna continue this fanfiction for my awesome 3 followers ^^ Please like and follow 3
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Reality tumbles onto me with the weight of the Earth, as Sophie sends her fist into my face.
"Can't you see what you've done! You fool! Idiot!" She screams holding her skirts up with one arm and pumelling me with the other. Before I can attack her, she starts to run through the mud and towards the palace screeching commands. She's going after him. I trudge after her, roaring for my horse. I swing myself up and force it into a fast gallop.
"What the hell are you doing Maria!" Louise shouts as I screech to a stop outside her tent in our garrison. I fling myself off and grab her shoulders, staring at her directly in the face like I did when she did something bad as a child.
"Tell the men to pack up, I want us to leave at about sundown. We're going to be retrieving a piece of land that's gone missing." I growl and shove her back. I start my way towards my tent to pack my things.
Sword. Gun. Love letters. Gilbird's small moveable home. Clothes. I begin to pull the tent down whilst searching for spare pieces of food to salvage. This is going to be a difficult and laborious journey, yet with a fruitful end if we're successful.
"Maria, you wouldn't know how good it would be if you could tell me about what we're going to do next! Who's this runaway nation? Is this really relevant? Would it benefit our position in the war?" She pesters, with good reason.
"One." I slap a bag onto the ground. "The runaway nation is no other than Hungary himself."
"Two." I begin to stuff my clothing in, feeling Louise's grimace as she watches my commander's hat enter the bag. "Yes it is incredibly relevant."
"And three." I pull the drawstring and hoist the bag over my shoulder. "It would benefit position your relationship with your sister."