Hidden Truths

Chapter Fifteen ~ Round 'n' round we go

"Hello there!" Alejandro woke up to a voice, it was the voice of that doctor?

"What? Did I slip?"

"No no, you're just bait dear, so sleep. Or, well were you the one Gabe likes?" This was being said in Portuguese, so Alejandro tilted his head in confusion.

"Uh, lo siento, but I speak no Portuguese," he explained in English. And Portugal sighed, he didn't normally like using Spanish, but not all Spain's underlings seemed to have a thing for his and learnt Portuguese.

"Okay fine, I am Portugal. Okay? You're just gonna wait here until my brother comes," he didn't seem as patient as Spain when it came to waiting for strategy, since this was all some kind of game for him to be honest.

"He's not gonna come for me, you should've taken Romano," Al huffed, looking around the plain room.

"I would've done that, but Arthur has him, and he's spent some time with you—okay well, you where the one who stayed back, so you were easier to get," he admitted. He still had an accent though. "Oh and you have the biggest landmass, unless I'm mistaken and you aren't the famous Tl-Tlanextix? No, Tlanextic."

"Y-you know my name?"

"Of course, if I wasn't mad at Toni I'd probably be helping the hothead get more of you little guys. I was the first man in you girlfriend—that's not supposed to sound wrong. I just discovered the land," he explained, "I know about how Antonio was being a dick and made some bargain with your dad, and how he tore down some temples...pyramids, but that's just because we all need to be catholic."

"Hm," he took a moment to process this all.

"Anyways I'm bringing Gabe in, you guys can talk, and I'm gonna go sharpen my sword. Cya," in this light he looked so much the Spaniard that it was uncanny.

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"We're going to go by bull?" Santiago looked just about ready to leave once Carlos came back an hour later with a bull that was carrying a carriage.

"I couldn't find any carriages for your royal majesty, but this fricken bull will do so get in," Carlos wasn't wasting time. "Since we don't exactly live too close to Portugal, I'm saying we should go south to the ocean so we can take a boat to Libson," he explained as the young nations climbed into the carriage.

Rafael decided to tag along, Daniel was all excited, Santiago was going to bug Carlos, and Uruguay...he just came.

"Hey if you don't mind me asking Pab, why'd you decide to come? Haven't seen you leave the property for like, ever," Carlos boldly asked from where he was sitting on the bull. Santiago would've elbowed him if he could.

"That's exactly the reason why," he boy was convincing enough as is, and plus Carlos wasn't that interested.

"So Dani, you know your way around Libson?" the answer was obvious though.

"Mhm, go there every other week," he explained. That totally wasn't weird.

"And um, Antonio lets you?" he asked, stunned. He didn't even let them date amongst themselves—wait, maybe that was why.

"Well, he did back when Madrid flew Portugal's flag at an alliance centre or something, but that was a while ago, which is why now it's only every 2 weeks, but now it's like a secret and yea," he began to ramble.

"We...erm we aren't like at war with Portugal right now?" Santiago asked as they past the busy part of Madrid.

"Correction amor, he's at war with Portugal."