Chapter 32

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I wait and wait nothing changes except that Belarus fell asleep. Where on earth is Soviet? Why didn't he keep his promise? Has something happened to him? Should I fly to the palace and look for him there? I definitely won't find him there. Why should someone harm Soviet? He's a good and nice emperor, no one would... He was almost killed once before. I hope he's fine and he's just late... very late. I let all sorts of scenarios play in my head. I am very afraid for him. I'll wait until the sun comes up again, then I'll fly off to find him.

I lie closer to Belarus and pull the blanket over her a little before I make myself comfortable and wait, but while waiting I fall asleep. "Your Highness! Please wake up!", I hear and get shaken awake. I open my eyes and ask: "What's going on?" "I have to get you to safety. We are under attack!", informed the man who woke me up. Wait a minute... we're under attack!? Now I stand up straight away and wake up Belarus. "Mom?", she mumbles sleepily. "Get up and go to your siblings and wake them up immediately!", I tell her, from which she immediately gets up and runs to the room.

I get up and quickly put on a top as I run. I go to the other room and wake everyone up. I carry those who are still half asleep in my arms. With my wings I make sure that some of the ones who have panic calm down a little. We run down the stairs and out of the castle. I can hear the first explosion behind us. We and the many people from the castle run into a bunker. Russian Empire also runs into it. When everyone is inside, the hatch is closed. The children hold on to me in fear while I wrap my wings around them. "You only bring bad luck!", says Russian Empire to me.

I look at him and I'm pretty angry. I grumbled: "I'm only bring bad luck? I bring bad luck?! Just shut your mouth! I've have enough to hear this all the time! I bring no bad luck! I'm a Countryhuman like any other! And I've had enough of this trash! Your son has disappeared and the castle is being bombed and you can think of nothing better than to blame me for everything! No wonder Soviet no longer sees you as a member of his family!" After seeing the shocked expression on his face, I turn back to the children and reassure them: "Everything will be fine! Don't be afraid. Mama is with you and protects you."

We wait for a while to be told: "It is over." "Children you stay here!", I tell them and let go of them to go outside. Once outside, I see the extent of the destruction. The biggest parts of the castle collapsed. I've never seen something like this. I'm going to the ruins. The furniture is for the most part buried by the pieces of wall that are lying around everywhere. I can not believe it. The big impressive castle destroyed. Who was that? Who would do that? If not everyone in the castle had been warned, it would have been a bloodbath. I walk over the ruins and look carefully at everything.

When a part slips, I flap my wings to stay up. All of a sudden I see something that looks strange and doesn't belong here. Black feathers? Not only one. There are a few and they form a kind of track. I follow the track and see more and more red liquid, probably blood, but I'm not entirely sure. Some of the liquid is already dry. I discover bits of yellow skin. At some point I see a large piece of wall and a yellow arm and a completely bent black wing peek out from under the piece of wall. I'm scared, but I approach carefully. I see bent glasses with broken lenses. Please don't let it be my brother! I go to the wall piece and see the head clearly peeking out from under the piece of wall.

He has several injuries on his head and his eyes are open, but his gaze is rigid and lifeless. His jaw is drooping a little oddly too. I go closer to him. Is he dead? Please not! I put three fingers on his cheek. His skin feels limp and has lost some of its warmth. I quickly pull my hand away from his lifeless body. He really is dead. I keep going backwards. My brother is dead? That can't really happen, can it? I'm just imagining it. It's all just fantasy! My brother is fine and he's in his castle doing something. This is not real! The sight of it makes me feel uncomfortable.

I hear something to my left. It sounds like whimpering. I get up and walk in the direction of the sound. I see someone behind some rubble. I go closer and see two children there. There are two Countryhumans children and according to the description they are FRG and GDR. Both hold tight to each other. The poor children. They are not even six years old and then they sit here with their dead father only a few meters away from them. I come to them and wrap my wings around them. The two small children flinch and look at me scared. I tell them: "Hello you two. I am your uncle Third Reich." "What's the matter with dad?", GDR asks me, frightened. "He's sleeping and I'm supposed to take care of you both until he wakes up again.", I tell them.

"Really?", GDR asks me, while FRG turns away from me. I answer: "Yes, your father told me that. He thought I could take care of you for so long. I'll take you away from the ruins first." "But my sister injured her foot.", GDR informed me. I look carefully at FRG's leg before I say: "I'll carry you if you don't mind." She nods to her brother and he replies: "You can carry her." I carefully pick up FRG so that she is in my arms and walk back to the bunker with GDR behind me and with FRG in my arms. Immediately the 18 children rushed towards me. "Mom? Who are the two?", Ukraine asks me.

"The two will stay with you for a while.", I tell them and slowly set down FRG. Fortunately, she only has a bruise on her knee. I go to Estonia, since she is the oldest and whispered to her: "I am the uncle of the two of them. They have lost their father and could be traumatized, so please be careful. I will send you to Afghanistan and look for Soviet.", she nods at it. "Mom why are you crying?", Russia asks me. I only now realize that I am crying. "I just have to think about something. Don't worry, I'm fine!", I reassure him. I go to a few people and ask them: "Please see to that the 20 children come to Afghanistan's palace." "We will take care of it immediately, your Highness!". says one of the people.

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