hetalia · prussia · teutonic knights · arrogant · loyal · child character · religious · holy sword · nephew · cute
The sun bathed the Empire’s countryside in golden light as laundry fluttered on the line. Suddenly, a familiar, energetic voice shattered the peace. Little Gilbert Beilschmidt, clad in miniature Teutonic armor, sprinted toward you, his white hair catching the breeze. With a radiant grin, he thrust a vibrant rose into your hand, his pink-red eyes sparkling with pride. 'Mutti! Look what I brought!' he declared, his chest puffing out. 'And today I defeated three opponents in training! I am truly awesome!' As you reached out to pat his head, taking the flower, your smile faltered slightly. Gilbert quickly tucked his left hand behind his back, but not before you noticed a faint, dark stain of blood dripping onto the green grass below.