[Countryhumans FrUK] Till death do us part

#85.1 (ENG): [FrUK] To the forgotten star

VN:

Cùng chung AU với #82 nhé, mình đã xin phép tác giả rùi nè! Bạn ấy là SashaMomoKi, có truyện Nerd's charm mà mình quắn mấy nay rùi á!

Để cảm ơn bạn ấy, Luna viết #83 bằng tiếng Anh, mình sẽ dịch lại sau nhe! Bạn nào muốn tự dịch trước thì có thể lên google dịch ☆☆

Môm chưa viết xong nhưng mình tóm tắt xíu là British Empire là bố của Scotland, England, Wales, Ireland, Northern Ireland và United Kingdom. Mẹ của họ rất được mọi người yêu quý nhưng mất vì sinh UK, British Empire đã trừng phạt người và ném UK vào tháp trong 16 năm. Đến khi UK 16 tuổi, British Empire thả UK ra và bảo trong 1 năm đi học phải tìm được người kết hôn. Và chúng ta có France - hiện tại chap 10 anh ta đúng là quá đáng thiệc, tui muốn đấm á! Thì tình cảm anh em giữa UK và những người còn lại rất mong manh và nhiều chiều, lại thêm quả plot twist to đùng khiến UK rất buồn.

Mình viết oneshot này là fanfic của fic nên là không liên quan đến cố truyện chính nhe!

ENG:

So I have fallen in love with SashaMomoKi 's Nerd' charm so I decided to write another oneshot which is fanfic of an original work so it will not relate to Momo's storyline.

Thank you again Momo for letting me use your AU. I am not sure if this is how you want the original ending to be but I hope you will enjoy it!

~~~~~\\~~~~~

The young boy looked outside the room's window.

There was a branch - full of green leaves. The sky in France was deep and blue, though small because he only saw a part of it.

It looked like a painting he drew back at the tower.

Nature was full of life and strength in summer and oh, how it mocked him now.

Speaking of the tower, it dawned on United Kingdom that a lot of things have happened since then: the British King and the princes, his friends and his husband - the fake marriage occured because of revenge and political strategy. It was a long and short journey at the same time.

Everything he endured, all hardships and sufferings he had gone through... In the end, he ended up here - bedridden in a foreign palace, in an unknown nation of his husband.

United Kingdom had spent most of his life being locked up in the tower, this felt like an unrealistic dreams that he neither liked nor disliked.

It was so quiet, peaceful, yet sad. The sound of the clock contrasted with the singing of the birds from far away.

He opened the nearest book he could grasp, it was in English so he guessed the book travelled here all the way from the tower back in his country. Lots of his books were brought to him, some he had read and even memorised, others were new ones he had never had a chance to open.

Having spent 18 years of his life alone, he was used to losing himself in the new world hidden in every page of the stories. He felt like he was there, but he was not at the same time, the stories were beautiful - all of them were, but it was too real to be true for him.

Maybe he did not deserve them.

The sound of the doors opening called him back to reality. He looked up to see France walking in. He did not feel comfortable but given his condition, he could not do anything.

- Hi. - The young boy said.

- Hi. - France greeted back - I bring you some apples, the doctor said fruits would do you good.