{~-Heavenly Veil-~} Rusame Love Story

Distant Memories

Frigid winds howl above Tsarovia's castle walls. Littering it with delicate clutters of snow, raising the piles already made away with- cue for the servants to sweep them once again.

Such grace, and elegance- like the gentle whispers of a bestowing angel, dancing and twirling around without harmful care and they were glazed with a radiance I could never be able to breach nor witness. But I knew deep down, their smile was something only meant for the worthy to gaze upon, to see such magnificent beauty. I just enjoyed the blessing that such a being stayed with me until I finally awoke from the dark nights slumber.

How I wish I could have done something- anything, to save them from that cursed cage.

"Russia?"

The call of my name woke me from my trance. I was beside Ukraine's chambers like a soldier on guard.

I looked down to her blue eyes- they were a bit brighter than Estonia's and they often reflected her emotions very well. And in this case, anyone could see the indifference and bothered stare she harbor towards me. All I could hope was that I didn't add to her troubles.

"Greetings Ukraine." I spoke with masked aloof, keeping the atmosphere as neutral as possible. I knew she doesn't like seeing me, especially as of late since our Kingdom heavily depended on her.

"What are you still doing here Russia?" She asked, crossing her arms in the process.

"I promised Estonia that I would guide him to where my chamber was currently."

"Hmph, is that so?" She questioned me. Ukraine has been on her toes with my motives as I draw closer every day in becoming King of Tsarovia.

Where have I gone wrong?'

Ukraine's door props opened and out peeked Estonia who lit up with spark in his eyes. "Hey Rus! I'm so glad you stayed!" He hurried to my side after closing the door. I gave a smile while Ukraine just stood and watched us, still with indifference laid upon her face.

I missed Ukraine's smile- they had always seemed to light up any place we were in. I only had those fragmented memories now along with her resonating laughter that brought us all into an infectious ecstasy.

"How did you do Estonia?" I asked him and there he gave me a sheepish grin once again. "Weeell, let's just say I did better than last time." He coughed up a few chuckles and swiftly turned to face Ukraine whose gaze softened a bit. "But Ukraine said that I would be able to do much better next time! Isn't that right sis?" He balled his fists and courage danced over within his obsidian eyes.

She placed a hand on his head, her lips forming a smile as she nodded. "Yes, I know you can do much better than before. Just make sure to be here on time, okay? They take off points the longer you are not at your desk."

Estonia nodded; a bit of shame was found on his face- he must have forgotten they took points off his score when he wasn't there. It was something we all forget at some point. As a kid, all you wanted to do was enjoy the world around you, experience what it had to give. Long enough until it felt like nothing was better than living in that moment.

"ANY-way," he turned to look at me. "Come on Rus, show me where you sleep now!" He took my hand, pulling me away which I happily complied to.

I took one last look at Ukraine, her smile had quickly vanished, and I followed the same. I gave her a nod, a small gesture of goodbye and she returned to her chamber without a word.

Take care, Ukraine.'

Ukraine, the most beautiful maiden you will find among Tsarovia's walls. She is often wearing a white blouse and sky-blue skirt flowing down her knees and a vibrant red cloth sash wrap around her waist. It lined out perfectly for her figure and the presence she offers when one is met with her. Ukraine is our main harvester, though she is not the only one, her ability creates a gateway all in Tsarovia that heavily relies on her capabilities. She is able to use her signature flower crown- which physically never leaves her head, taking a flower and lays it down on the field. There, the magic begins. The flower comes to life and roots sinks deep within the field before she begins to dance around it and slowly extends throughout the field.