| Isles | Countryhumans x Male!Country!Reader

꧁PROLOGUE꧂

꧁Chapter Cover By: ? (I edited the map to creat where the isles is)
꧁All I own is Writing
꧁Do not question Aging and Aging Points. Historically, this may not be accurate. Translations may not be accurate.

꧁I decided Country/Region/City/Town/Tribe/state/etc humans can be LGBTQ +, no matter the religion since they aren't really real? I mean the country/region/state/town/tribe/etc is but countryhumans aren't really, so deal with it.
Also don't even try calling me Haram/Sinner, and no hate to any country, religion, tribe, culture etc, since I'll delete the comment. Don't like that? Deal with it.

꧁People's flag will be their Company/Organisation/town/village/tribe/city/etc flag. Plain Families will have a coat of arms as their flag.

꧁Notes:
(Y/C/N) = Your Country Name
(Y/C/C) = Your Country Capital
Y/C/C will count as your last name
(Y/N/F) = Your National Food
(Y/N/D) = Your National drink
Your Language will be Afrikaans, Amharic, Arabic, Traditional Chinese and English. Though most of the population know Afrikaans and Traditional Chinese

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"Over 2,570 years ago Chinese monks all the way from East side of Asia gave the Europeans the ingredients to make silk. They had kept this recipe a secret for over 1000 years.
But with enough bribery, the secret was sold.
On the way, some of these monks recorded a place they had come across.

A couple thousand years later, Song Dynasty of China travelled in secret to these lands. It must have been around 1140 at this time.

Song Dynasty had the pleasure to meet a son of the Sultan Tlemcen. The kingdom of Tlemcen. His son was, Kingdom of Zayyanid.
Zayyanid swore loyalty to Song, loyalty to his dynasty and him alone, breaking all contact with his family who forbid him from communicating with the outsiders.

Song fled, leaving Zayyanid a script, a declaration of love and rules, leaving him with guards and people to start his own and new lands.
He also left with a map to the unknown location of these new lands. Lands no one would ever find.

A land for him, and their daughter. These lands were far across from his own. He complied and though he had trouble adjusting to the weather and everything else, he and his daughter adjusted well.

They exchanged letters, and still kept in touch. And Zayyanid continued to send letters even after Song died.

When Zayyanid died, his daughter (Xiyud) who was already married to a simple servant, inherited the throne.
She was remembered for being the first and great leader of the country.

She was also famous for trying to visit her grandparents from both side who outcasted her.
In hatred, she outcasted the country from everyone else for their safety and everyone in the Isles, from the minute they could talk or start signing or any form of communication was ordered to swear loyalty to the Isles, to not reveal anything and to stay in and away from outsiders.

This did make things difficult at first, but over the course of time, they adapted to their forest-filled surroundings, and the ice, and the snow.
They managed to collect cherries, and gooseberries. And tame deer and goats, and the snow and the forest.

And overtime Xiyud finally managed to have a child, twins.
One boy, One girl, Miyyuan and Taghanui, and- "

The woman stopped as she noticed her son was asleep.
She sighed, and kissed his forehead, returning to her and her wife's bedroom.

"Zaunafar... Hou op om te veel te werk. Dit is nie goed vir jou nie."
(Zaunafar ...Stop working too much. This is not good for you.) She insisted, feeling the windy breeze from outside only cause a more chilling feeling in the atmosphere.

"Faramua, Ek is jammer, maar dit word moeiliker om die eilande en die mense weg te steek. Ek dink die buitestaanders is te midde van 'n oorlog of iets."
(Faramua I'm sorry, but it's getting harder to hide the islands and the people. I think the outsiders are in the middle of a war or something.) Zaunafar exclaimed, getting up from her chair to have a small break.

"Oorlog? Wat is dit?"
(War? What is it?) Faramua replied, confused.

"Dit is wanneer twee lande veg."
(This is when two countries fight.)

"Waarom veg hulle?!"
(Why are they fighting?) She worryingly asked.

"Ek weet nie. Maar wanneer (Y/C/N) die troon neem, sal dit hopelik verby wees."
(I do not know. But when (Y/C/N) takes the throne, it will hopefully be over.) Zaunafar sighed, gently kissing her wife's cheek.

"En sê nou jy sterf vroeër as wat verwag is"
(And now say you die earlier than expected) Her wife pointed out.

"...Ek het dit beplan."
(I planned it.) She assured.

"Wat? Hoekom?!"
(What? Why?!) Faramua questioned.

"Ek gaan na buite. Ek benodig om. Ek het 'n bondgenoot nodig wat dit alles sal weghou."
(I'm going outside. I need to. I need an ally who will keep it all away.) Zaunafar confessed.

"Nee ... moenie. Ek het jou nodig ... (Y/C/N) het jou nodig ..."
(No ... I need you ... (Y/C/N) needs you ...) Faramua pleaded, as she teared up.

"Ek sal terug wees. Ek belowe..."
(I will be back. I promise...) She smiled, kissing her.

Faramua only cried more.
For the people living in the Zaunafar dynasty, they had heard all sorts or horror stories from the outside.

"U sal vir my regeer, terwyl ek gaan, okay?"
(You'll rule for me while I go, okay?) Zaunafar stated, brushing her hair away from her face.

Faramua nodded as she cried, hugging her wife tightly.
(Y/C/N) watched from the corner of the door, tears pricking his eyes.

(Y/C/N) knew she wouldn't come back. No one ever came back. No one.

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Fun Fact: The first person convicted of speeding was going eight mph.

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