EnglandXReader Chapter 6: Falling for you

The red little bird flapped its newly healed wing and took off to the sky. You watched as you stood next to Arthur, facing the garden. Arthur smiled as the bird flew higher and higher into the sky. "Will you miss it?" You turn your heard and ask him. He turns and looks down at you his emerald green eyes sparkling. "To be honest?" He asked and thought for a moment. He smiled and turned back toward the direction that the bird had flown off. "I will miss it." He thought for another moment. "But not just the bird." He added and then glanced down at you to see your reaction. "I'll miss spending time together." He said honestly. You smiled up at him, a slight blush creeping into your cheeks. "W-we'll we better go inside. We have a busy day tomorrow." Arthur said quickly and turned and walked inside. You smiled and followed.

It had been a total of three weeks since you and Arthur had saved the cardinal in the garden. You put it in a box filled with blankets and Arthur had allowed you to put it in your room. The first week Arthur wanted nothing to do with it but he soon became fond of the small little creature. Soon both you and him were with the little bird twenty four, seven. It gave both of you plenty of time to talk and become closer. It was some of the best two weeks of your life, but it had to end now. Because of the bird you had missed around three weeks of your 'Princess boot camp'. Sadly you'd have to start tomorrow immediately.



You had been awakened by one of the many maids that worked at the palace. You were dressed quickly, corset and all. Then you were brought to one of the many rooms in the palace. Arthur was sitting next to a woman with long blonde pigtails, they both turned and looked at you as you entered. You could see that the woman shared Arthur's emerald green eyes. "Ah (f/n), you are finally here." Arthur said as he stood, the woman standing next to him. As the two walked toward you, you felt something boiling inside of you. Were you jealous? "(f/n) this is my sister, Alice." You felt the boiling inside of you simmer down to nothingness. You smiled and looked at Alice. "Hello." You smiled. "Alice is going to continue on your training while I'm gone." Arthur said bluntly. You quickly turned your gaze to Arthur. "Gone? Where will you be going?" You asked concerned, not wanting him to leave. "I have to attend an important gathering. I'll be back within a week's time." He explained a bit surprised by your reaction. "Oh...." Was all your could think of to say. "(f/n), shall we start your fist lesson?" Alice asked and pushed up her glasses. You simply nodded, a bit disappointed that Arthur was leaving. "I better get going. I don't want to be late." Arthur said as he checked a pocket watch. "Goodbye, I'll be back soon." He said and walked out. You watched him leave, sadly. "(f/n)." Alice's voice called to you, snapping you out of your trance. You turned to see Alice walking toward the door opposite of the one Arthur existed out of.

You followed her closely, not wanting be get lost. "So (f/n), tell me what is your relationship with my brother?" She asked you as the two of you walked. You were surprised by her question and hesitated. "Um we are...... friends." You said, you could catch a bit of sadness in your voice. Alice only nodded as you two approached the library. You had never been brought here for any of your lessons before. Alice walked in and grabbed a book off one of the near by shelves. "Put this on your head." She said and handed you the book. You took it and placed it on your head. "Only one?" You asked. Arthur usually always gave you three or four to start with. Alice nodded and went and sat on one of the near by couches. "Now walk in a straight line back and forth from one door to the other." She ordered. You obeyed and started to walk, once you were half way through Alice stood up and stopped you. "You are doing it wrong." You looked at her confused. "But this is the way Arthur told me to do it." You said not understanding what she was complaining about. Alice sighed. "Don't listen to him, he is an idiot sometimes." Alice told you and placed her hand on your back and pushed. "You are trying to hard to keep your back straight, relax a little you look like a stiff noodle." She told you. You took a deep breath and relaxed a bit. It was hard to breath because of the corset but you tried. "That's better. Now try, move your arms a little while you walk." She added. You obeyed and started walking. You didn't know the difference from doing this and walking normal, thank god the book didn't fall. "Good." Alice said and grabbed another book. "Place that one on top." You obeyed and started walking again. Balancing was a bit harder but you were able to manage. "So (f/n). Tell me how you and my brother met?" Alice asked while she watched you. "He came to my village. Him and Francis." You told her as you completed your walk between the two doors of library. "Francis?" Alice asked surprised. "Yeah..... why do you sound so surprised?" You asked Alice. "Arthur and Francis don't really get along very well." She told you and sighed. " (f/n) have you eaten yet?" Alice asked you. "Um, no." You replied. "Alright, go to the dinning room then. The servants will prepare you breakfast." You nodded and left the library, confused as to why Alice had asked you so many strange questions.

[Switch! Flying Mint Bunny's POV]

"Flying Mint Bunny you can come out now." Alice said as she looked over as a stack of books. "Awwww how did you know I was here?" The rabbit asked. "Easy, I knew you were eavesdropping somewhere." Alice said and sighed. "So tell me, what is England's plan?" She asked Flying Mint Bunny. The rabbit sighed and looked around suspiciously and then flew down to whisper in Alice's ear. "He is going to make an alliance with France! He is trying to turn (f/n) into a noble so that the noble families are linked, but none of the nobles wanted to marry a French noble so England has to make one." Alice sighed and shook her head. "(f/n) doesn't know does she?" Flying Mint Bunny shook her head. "No.... that's why you have to help me! I have to make England fall in love with her so that he doesn't give her to France!" Alice stood up. "You can't make someone fall in love, Flying Mint Bunny. If England is set on doing this then so be it. He should of told me first though." Alice said a bit angry. "I mean we are the same country after all!" Alice sighed and tried to stay calm. "I must go and find out where (f/n) has gone to." Alice said and walked out of the library. Flying Mint Bunny sighed and sunk down to the ground. "I can't do this alone....." She said sadly.

[Switch! Fem!England's POV]

Alice walked down and entered the dinning room. She saw (f/n) sitting in one of the chairs a servant had just set a plate in front of her. "Good you are here." Alice said walking to the chair next to (f/n). "Oh, hey Alice." She said with a smile. Alice watched (f/n) as she cut into her eggs and took a bite. "(f/n), do you love my brother?" Alice asked suddenly. (f/n) almost spit out her food, she quickly swallowed what was in her mouth and then stared wide eyed at Alice. "W-why would you ask that!?" Alice smiled faintly as she saw the soon realization touch (f/n)'s (e/c) eyes. "I can't..... I mean its too soon.... I..." Alice sighed and nodded. "I understand." She said as (f/n) started to relax and calm down. She rested her fork down on her plate. "Alice?" (f/n) said and looked at her. "Yes?" Alice replied. "Does Arthur.... does he...?" (f/n) didn't finish the question, but Alice knew what she meant. Alice watched as (f/n)'s face turned bright red. "If he doesn't already..... he will soon." Alice assured her. A servant soon set a plate down in front of Alice. Alice wasn't sure of what she had just promised to this girl, but she could just heard Flying Mint Bunny cheering from another room. That rabbit needed to learn to stop eavesdropping.

[Switch!]

England sat surrounded by the other countries. These meetings were always pointless and useless. He sighed as he glanced over at France. Anger boiled inside of him. The thought (f/n) being married to him was sickening. England was surprised by his own thoughts, was he jealous, what was wrong with him? He tried to shake the thoughts away but they wouldn't leave him. England wasn't suppose to be feeling this, but he was. What could this mean?