(WARNING: THIS BOOK IS NOT HISTORICALLY ACCURATE!! It's only made for entertainment purposes)
Lia was a boyish Countrymaster (Philippines) our main character, she needed to marry another Countrymaster if she continues to be Irresponsible towards her...
I venture through this unknown snowy land...its been days...weeks...who knows how long I've been out here....away from the others.
I..I hope they are doing well....Russia....Kazak...please be alive...I'm trying my best to survive...I only have a few resources left..my clothes are so close to being ripped apart....
I might die out here...
But it's fine....
Atleast away from the devils hand...
I— *ZING!*
"..........."
My breath shakes as I felt the kiss of the cold bullet through my right cheek....it's hot...it hurts...and soon it felt cold...
".....S-shit..."
I wiped the blood running down cheek as I knew what is going on...I fucking messed up.....I must've entered an enemy territory and—
"......."
I frantically looked around and quickly ran in a stupid way.... haha I'm too deep in to the snow because of my stupid height but I don't care...I have to survive.
"H-hah! Ffhp! Come on!—"
Until I fell off the snow.......
And heard something that I don't want to hear.....
A pair of snow boots were infront of the country as the wound on his cheek stopped bleeding, he didn't noticed that he left a trail of small droplets of it.
"P-please don't kill me...."
He begged...more than a plea...why would he? His lifes on the line and—
"Oh my..."
He hears a feminine voice as they squatted down and helped the man get up.
"Apologies for...."
The woman was wearing a braided wool scarf that mostly covers their face but not their eyes. It seems that they noticed the wound on his cheek.
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"Giving you that...I was just practicing my aim and I've mistaken you for a deer...ah! Come with me... I want to apologize in a much more better way.."
The woman gets up and holds her hand out for him.
"......."
The man stared at her gloved hand and to her mysterious face.
"Ah! Let me just..."
She takes her scarf off as she puffs cute cold little clouds on her lips and looks at the country.
