Alice looked around and stretched. Same routine as always, following the rules set in place. Shower, get dressed, brush your hair, brush your teeth. Don't leave the basement. Her room was lovely she couldn't complain. But she felt like she was trapped in her own private space. Her home was a cage. "Papa! I'm ready!" She yelled. She wanted to see her brothers, and today they were over so she could go upstairs.
Francis hates keeping her locked up like rapunzel in her tower. But he wanted her safe. Was did arthur, keeping her there was the hardest thing for them. She had Francis's blue eyes, and blonde hair. She definitely favored her French father over her British father, who she always called mum.
Things are peaceful, but the winds are changing.
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Flowers of a Nation
FanfictionWhen the daughter of England (Arthur) and France (Francis) is protected time well, and hidden away she knows nothing about what she is. She is the nation of Nandia. And has quite a vibrant and thriving culture. At her first world meeting she falls f...
