If only you knew (nyo face fam!)

Chapter three

"Ahh you finally came out" Francis looked to me pleased. "Honestly, why did you really call me?" I looked to him. He was leaning against the ships edge. "I couldn't ask to spend time with my favorite person in the world?" He smiled some more. "Oh cut the crap...seriously?" I walked closer to him and he just shook his head at me. "You can never jus Tyler your guard down for a little, can you? I am trying to be nice to you Alice. I asked you to spend time with me because I care about you, a lot."

I looked at him for a second , before standing right beside him. "I am sorry....I guess I am really worried about how Amelia will act to seeing me again....after everything that has happened"
"Yes, I understand that, but sometimes you yourself need to relax, she is a very forgiving person, just trust that everything will be alright" I smiled at what he said and slowly leaned my head on his shoulder. "Thank you for the advise Francis" Francis leaned just head on mine as we continued to just watched the ship sail through the waters.

"Alice, how do you feel.....I mean, what are your feelings toward me?" Francis separates from me and looked at me seriously. "My feelings for you?" I asked. He nodded at me and I soon stood in front of him. "I ....we are not supposed to talk about this....it is forbidden" I looked to Francis seriously and tried to step away from him. "Wait! Please, this will be just us, our secret. I just need to know." He held my hand tightly ,looking at me in my eyes.

My feelings toward him? I loved him of course. How could I not? We had been beside each other for so long. In wars and as allies. I could never really hate him. Then we had raised the girls the best we could together. "I feel like our friendship....is very limited" I looked to him seriously. "What does that mean?"
"It means that I can only care for you as a friend. It was amazing to have gotten closer to you as a person while raising the girls, but that was the limit to what we can do with each other."

I looked up to him slowly as he began to shake his head. "Don't think of it as politics or business. Tell me how you feel about me? At this moment." He held me closer to his chest and I could breath in his scent. "Well, I love you Francis. I always have and I always will. It is just very difficult to act on those emotions for you. You know that. Our relationship is strictly business. Us talking about this could get us in trouble. You and I raised the girls and succeeded in creating our own small family."

It was like that for us only. "But our small family won't be accepted as real, because our countries are not united." I held his hand tightly before letting go. "You say you love me, but you won't accept my love either. No one can know about us, we can keep it a secret. Is that not worth it? Instead of spending an existence without each other?" His words made me feel hopeful on the inside. "I wish so much for that, but I am personally am scared. What if we go into war with each other? Or our countries unite with another?"

I looked to him trying to hold back tears. "Then, no matter what, I will always love you. I will forgive you and you will forgive me. We have hundreds and thousands of years to be together, so if there is a small flaw in our relationship, so be it. We will always find each other in the end" Francis words made me feel safe. "I hope so..." I whispered. He pulled me in for a hug and we stood there on the deck in each other's arms. I wanted nothing more than what he spoke....but I was not possible.

~~~~~ six weeks later ~~~~
We were about less than a day away from arriving in America. Everyone was excited and my brothers would not stop talking about seeing Amelia and Maddie. We stood around on deck enjoying the day. It was nice and warm, and there was definitely a nice breeze going on today. "Ms.England , Mr.France , we recommend that you change out of those clothes before you enter America." The maid held clothes towards us and towards my brother. "Why?" Dylan asked. "Just so you will fit in with the people there. They are very sensitive to people in the UK , especially miss England."

The maid turned away with a smirk as she told me the statement. "Heyyy!" I laughed. She was right though. I would be mobbed for talking. "They are a lot more strict here on women positions , so my advise is to try not to talk so much" the butler said as he came beside the maid nervously. My brothers started to laugh at me as the servants started to passed out our clothes. "Change into these before leaving. "Alice, how is your American accent?" The butler asked. "I am The representation of England, I do not do American accents"

I shook my head , soon stomping off to change into the American clothes. I just want this day to be over with already. I slowly unraveled the clothes and felt horrified. "This is definitely not English tradition" I said in a sad tone. All of the fabrics were made here in America. This better be worth it Amelia! On god so help me I will start another war. I started laughing at the silly clothes, but still put them on anyways. Once I finished tying up loose ends, I stepped out of my study, soon met with the faces of my shocked brothers and Francis. They looked as goofy as me. Francis however, stared at me in awe. "I look pretty dumb right?" I laughed. His smiled widened as he shook his head "not at all"

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