HETALIA BELONGS TO HIDEKAZ HIMARUYA
THE PREVIEW IMAGE IS THE COVER OF E NOMINE'S ALBUM DAS TESTAMENT
"Will I marry Radu?"
Romania wanted to reply: I sure hope not. Not because he had asked the cards about it, but because he knew his friend's boyfriend and knew how much of a jerk he was, how he used and threw women away like they were tissues. But Sorina wanted the cards to tell her, not him, and he hoped she would believe the spirits, since she wasn't willing to listen to anybody else.
"Alright, let's see…" He muttered as he shuffled the cards. Please, spirits, help her open her eyes. Nah, you know what? He was going to tell her what he thought and claim it was what the tarot said.
Three cards slipped from his hand. That was a sign he didn't ignore. He looked at them immediately.
Sorina knew nothing about tarot except that Romania was very good at reading it. Well, one didn't need a course to know that a guy stabbed by ten swords, lying in a pool of blood, couldn't mean anything good. Though he had told her that something as grim-looking as Death didn't mean someone was going to die, but the ending of something, most often. She looked at Romania and saw a frown on his face. It was upright, and she remembered he had told her that swords, pointing down, didn't mean anything good. Crap. He then looked at the other card. More swords, the Knight of Swords, most concretely. She didn't like the look on his face. Five of cups. Okay, what did that mean? She looked at Romania insistingly, cleared her throat and all.
Uh, you are starting to scare me, are the spirits telling you something?, she was about to say, fearing his mutism, his face turning pale…
Indeed they were.
But before she could utter the words, he dropped the cards, looked at those which were facing him, gasped, and stumbled out of the room.
"România?" She tried to follow him.
She heard him scream through the halls.
"DON'T GO IN THERE! DON'T GO IN THERE! LEAVE IT WHERE YOU FOUND IT, DESTROY IT, KILL HER! KILL HER!"
What? Who?
"I-Is there another woman?!" Sorina wanted to know.
She caught up with Romania in his bedroom, where he had his cell phone charging. He pulled it out of the socket with no care whatsoever, and tried to type, his fingers trembling too much. He stopped and looked at the screen. It didn't seem possible, but indeed his face lost all color left, leaving him as white as a sheet of paper.
"No…Oh, naşpa, no…"
"Is there another one? Will he die in an accident before the wedding? Will he kill me in the future? What, what did you see?" Sorina shook him, to see if that helped him come back to his senses.
He shot her a feverish look. "You will die. Radu will die. I will die. Everybody will suffer and die…"
"Jesus, is that bad?!" Sorina was shocked. All of that for marrying Radu?!
Romania, breathing heavily, hurried back to the room they came from.
"Is there a way to…? Can we still do something…?"
He picked up and shuffled the cards again. A lot fell from his hands. Surely it happened because he was anxious. Or perhaps the spirits were answering him. Perhaps it was so, because he fell on his knees to read the result, and, though he calmed down a little, was still too shaken.
"Uh…Romania…It's enough, I think I got the point. Thank you. I owe you a drink." Sorina said to him, and left, since he didn't even spare her a glance. As soon as she was outside, she texted Radu to tell him she wanted to break up—for the sake of humanity.
Alone, Romania sat on the floor and stared into space, a hand covering his mouth. Around him, a carpet of cards. He had taken the inverted Star and was holding onto it as if his life depended on it. The phone was still where he left it, on the page that notification had taken him:
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