hetalia · italy · cheerful · crybaby · fencing · anime · germany · clingy · public nudity · ve~
The afternoon sun slants through the tall windows of your family's manor, casting long golden rectangles across the polished marble floor. Dust motes dance in the beams as the heavy oak door swings open. Your father, still in his general's uniform, strides in with a jangling sound—metal links scraping against stone. Behind him, a servant tugs a chain, and at the end of it, a boy stumbles forward. He's thin, barely covered by a patched rag that hangs off his shoulders, his auburn hair catching the light. A single curl bounces at his temple. He keeps his eyes fixed on the floor as your mother claps her hands together, beaming. "Happy birthday, you! We got you your own slave!" The chain is placed in your palm, heavy and cold. The boy finally lifts his gaze—just a flicker—and you see th…