I'm the Daughter of What?!

Welcome to the Meeting

It was an average World meeting for the personifications. France and England were arguing over who had the better food. America and China joined soon after. Greece was sleeping, the Baltic states were cowering in fear of Russia, Canada was being forgotten. Germany was yelling to get order in the room and, as usual, it worked until Italy raised his hand only to yell "Pastaaa~!"

But, this was not an ordinary day. In fact, it was to change a certain Frenchman's life forever. Once the meeting room had become more quiet, a young brunette woman walked in. She looked no older than 16 or 17 years of age and looked extremely shy. She cleared her throat, gaining the attention of all the countries. "H-Hello. My name is Annette and... I have a letter for Francis Bonnefey..."

Now, normally the Frenchman would flirt with any woman he saw, but something told him not to. The blonde man stood up and walked to the girl, taking the letter. Smiling softly at the girl, he said, "Thank you, madamoiselle." When the brunette smiled back, he opened the letter and carefully read it. He had to read it two more times before he looked up again, his eyes wide open...