The youngest prince underestimated, undervalued, and undermined, ostracised from the rest of his family in a palace with no company but the scriptures and texts to accompany his mind as he could look from his bedroom window to the idyllic view of the world.
Full of wistfulness, and bored from the grandeur of the palace, the prince was finally given an opportunity attend a school and leave the palace.
However, can someone as ethereal as the prince survive the abundance of corruption and greed in such a malevolent world? With such a seraphic nature it seems likely that he would be broke.
But in fact, it is quite the contrary.
Instead, with his benevolent heart and comely appearance, the prince begins to create a wave of sublime and love, from those who were once enemies, to his demure and dainty form that charmed.
Nonetheless, with the need to have a betrothed, could he, in the end, find someone to bring him the gratifying feeling of love?
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♔Art by: xylitolman_kr
♔Edited by: SashaMomoKi
♔Chapters will be named after different types of tea
♔Will contain historical/geographical inaccuracies
"Why won't you be mine, Russia~? "
"Malaysia is acting weird. I don't know how long I'll be able to stay here."
After being chased out for a crime he didn't commit, Russia is struggling to find someone he can trust or can give a helping hand. Fortunately, Malaysia is kind enough to offer him a place to stay. Mal also treated Russia nicely, pampering him and consulting him during his time in need. Is it all just a nice gesture, or is there a secret meaning behind it all?
Not all love stories give a sweet scent
note: This fanfic doesn't represent the countries. Any country featured is used for fictional purposes only.