Belarus In Wonderland - A hetalia fanfiction

8 White Knights

Natalya yawned slightly and opened her eyes. The day was bright and sunny. She hated it that way. Feliciano and Lovino were nowhere in sight, which worried the Belorussian girl. She sat up, looking around worriedly. She had a strange dream about the Cantonese hatter and his friends. They were locked in a dungeon, Arthur torturing them in front of one another. She prayed it was only that, a dream.

Natalya stood. She noticed a black and red dress. It was similar to hers, but it wasn't made by her sister. The Belorussian female turned and exited the room, trying to find her Italian twins.

"Natalya!" She heard a familiar British voice say. She scowled slightly and turned to him.

"May I help you?" She asked, staring at him with cold eyes.

"I was wondering if you'd like to go on a horse ride with me." Arthur asked, blushing.

Our heroine stared at him and shook her mighty head.

"I'm not fond of horses. To be frank, I hate them."

Arthur's face fell, showing his sadness.

"Have you seen the twins?" She asked, not trying to hide her worry.

"They're in the throne room with her highness." Arthur sighed. "Why are you so worried about them? I'm sure they can handle themselves!"

Her cold stare turned hostile.

"I worry about them because they're the only ones who care about my well being." She hissed. Natalya turned and walked towards the throne room.

She entered the elegant room to see her two idiots, I mean Italians, being interrogated by the queen. Julchen looked up and smiled.

"Natalya!" She cooed. "How are you today, liebeling?" Feli and Lovi ran to Natalya's side. She hugged them protectively.

"Why were you questioning my Italians?" She hissed.

"I-I was just asking them about you." Julchen stuttered.

"Why didn't you just ask me?" Natalya hissed.

Julchen grabbed Natalya's chin and pulled her face up. The queen's lips were hovering just above Natalya's.

"That thought didn't occur to me." She said slowly.

Natalya stared at the Prussian.

"Tell me, Natalya. How do I make you feel?" She asked, slowly moving her hand up to brush away the loose strands of platinum blonde hair away from her eyes and behind her ear.

Natalya pondered for a bit. How did the queen make her feel? Slowly, Julchen pushed her lips against Natalya's, giving her a long, sweet kiss.

Arthur walked in and stared at the two. He cleared his throat, gaining the Prussian's attention. Natalya wiped her lips, trying to get the Prussian's taste off of them.

"What is it, Arthur?" Julchen asked.

"The white queen ordered 8 knights to come seize the hostages." He said.

Julchen scowled. "They'll get them," She began. "Over my dead body."

Natalya looked at Lovino and Feliciano.

"Natalya, we've got to'a get out of here." Lovino whispered.

"If we stay here any longer, who'a knows what they'll do to you, bella!" Feliciano inputed.

"I know... Let's sneak out through the dungeon." She whispered.

{{ Because for some weird reason, there's an exit through the dungeon.}}

Julchen and Arthur were too busy complaining about the white queen, they didn't even notice the trio slip past them and down the hall.

"Where's the dungeon again?" Feli asked.

Natalya looked around. She pointed to a dark stairwell with a sign that said, 'Dungeon'. They quickly went down the steps, Natalya grabbing a torch.

"Now, the exit should be somewhere along this wall." She said, pointing at the wall on the far end.

"Natalya?" A familiar Cantonese voice called.

"Y-Yao?" She called.

Chains rattled.

"Natalya! Over here, aru!" He called.

She followed his voice and found him chained to the floor besides Elizaveta and Hercules.

"Yao! Elizaveta! Hercules!" She exclaimed. "What happened?"

"That British idiot happened!" Elizaveta hissed. "He captured us, claiming we were breaking the rules and locked us up here!"

Natalya pulled a bobby-pin from behind her bow and began to pick the lock.

"We're going to get you out of here," Natalya said. "Even if we're risking our lives."

Yao smiled. "You're so sweet to a couple of loons like us." He sighed.

The door opened and they were helped out. Our Belorussian heroine found the exit and helped the five out first. As she exited herself, her arm was grabbed roughly. It was soon released with an apology.

"I'm sorry, but you have to come with us." A man with jet black hair, hazel eyes, and white knight's armor said. "Please don't fight us."

Natalya stared at him. She tried to run but was grabbed by a buff blonde man with a stoic expression. He hoisted her over his shoulder and was carried towards a white horse.

Oh how she hated horses...

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