"Once in a Field of Lavender."

Chapter 2.

                                                                     "Once in a field of Lavender."

      "Arthur! Get over here!" A woman yelled. Arthur mumbled under his breath and stood. His attire ruined from where he was sitting. "This is outrageous! look at your clothing! what would the king think!" She continued. Arthur kept his mouth shut, she was the epidemy of annoying right now, and he knew the frog! The bloody Git....

     As they strolled through the castle the light grew dimmer as the sun set. His Majesty placed on his throne as more and more government officials poured in. Arthur really was supposed to be packing for his trip. But he didn't feel like he needed to give the frog some form of accomplishment if he found out he packed for him.

"we have everything ready the boat, servants, oi! Arthur are you listening?" She demanded, Arthur lazily rolled his head to the side "Yes miss, I am ready." She gave him a glare then thrusted a bible into his hands. "May god be with your journey." than she exited. He threw the bible into the chest. Tomorrow was going to be a pain.

When he arrived in France the first thing he noticed was that he was shipped off to a smaller port away from the capital. Good he didn't want to see the git so soon. Sometime later he arrived in a village wich gave him a bed and food in a flash. Money really does talk. The woman he was situated with was named Mrs. Douvere. She had a daughter and knew all the latest gossip.

A fun woman for sure. Soon they would be leaving towards the city soon, though for some reason Arthur wanted to wonder the streets at dawn, ready to get away from the bustleing streets. Something happened though, unexpected if you may.

Aurther imagined Lavender fields Yes. Not a Beautifull Brunette.

Domermy, was a beautifull place.

Dispite what he imagine he got quiete the opposite.

No Lavender fields, but a brunette, with a bundle of flowers collected in her hands.

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"AWW COME ON! Where's the Action!" America whined. "Hush Al! this was getting good!" America gave his bro a really face then continued eating, glad France had came by early with actual edible food. "America you must wait, we will get their soon, just wait. In fact I think (I'm sure) a war will come up. You must be patient though." America huffed.

"continue...." he said with a side glance.

 Britain sighed, "A smile adorned her face as she continued talking to the air...."