Nyotalia

On the first día of Christmas, the countries gave to me
A cat in an aceituna, oliva tree

On the segundo día of Christmas, the countries gave to me
Two white flags
And a cat in an aceituna, oliva tree

On the third día of Christmas, the countries gave to me
Three cups of tea
Two white flags
And a cat in an aceituna, oliva tree

On the fourth día of Christmas, the countries gave to me
Four shiny woks
Three cups of tea
Two white flags
And a cat in an aceituna, oliva tree

On the fifth día of Christmas, the countries gave to me
Five off-white scarves
Four shiny woks
Three cups of tea
Two white flags
And a cat in an aceituna, oliva tree

On the sixth día of Christmas,...

"He will marry with her, Portugal!" The Portuguese servant said. The girl's eyes were wide open.

"W-What?" She asked, admired "Why will he marry with her?"

"Because… She is his Queen, and she wants it…" Maria stared at the ground, with her eyes covered in tears, tears that couldn't come out "He… He sent an invitation to you, Portugal…" The servant gave to her a letter with his hands shaking. He was afraid of Maria's reaction. It's normal, since she is one of the greatest nations of the world. A bad reaction from her is like… Certain dead? Anyway, she won't kill for none reason.

"An Invitation…?...