Being the eldest son of Britain (one of the richest and most powerful countries in the world) America has a lot of expectations to live up to. He always has to be the best dressed, most well-behaved country at parties. He has to be perfect. But everything changes when America meets a mysterious country the night of a masquerade ball. America is used to having others fall for him. What he isn't used to, however, is falling in love. small disclaimer!! this is going to be historically inaccurate, so sorry to all the history nerds out there. I just came up with a dumb rusame concept and wanted to write it for fun. I still appreciate criticism though! this is going to be so cliche hhh (and angsty) all art is made by me unless said otherwise