Just Because
“I shouldn’t do this to you,” Fredrick said, smoothing some hair back from Prussia’s bloody face.
The nation shrugged and smiled. “Ah, this is nothing. I’ve been through far worse long before you were alive…” and I will long after you’re gone too. The thought struck Prussia and made him freeze. Suddenly rising, he threw himself at his king, holding on and ignoring the fact he was covered in the blood of his people and his enemies.
“It’s nothing,” he mumbled.
“What goes on that head of yours?” Fredrick asked and Prussia just shook his head.
“Nothing,” he said, grinning.