Your Highness, the Voice of Your Heart is Leaking!

One morning.

When Tizzy woke up, it was in Geiselle's arms.

I moved my gaze vaguely to feel it firmly.

(Speaking of which... it was my night off...)

Usually it was time to wake Geiselle up, finish her breakfast and drop her off at the royal palace. However, it seems that I have just gotten a little tired of my work, and I am told that I don't have to serve today unusually.

In order not to wake Geiselle, Tsitsie glanced gently at his face. The bridge of the nose that leads to the long eyelashes. Even between the eyebrows, which are usually carved with vertical wedges, are now gently open. In the face of her still perfect beauty, Tsitsi was a little distracted.

(Is it really okay to be next to such a nice person...?)

Geiselle gave Rasy's loneliness a lot of affection. Of course, the voice of the heart that drowns me, it sincerely thinks of Tsitsi, both in action and in words. They're always trying to protect Titsi and walk together.

(I wish this happy feeling could be conveyed a little bit...)

With a sweet feeling, I slightly pressed my head against Geiselle's chest. The temperature is much higher than that of Tsitsi. A quiet, even heartbeat echoed, and Tsitsie narrowed her eyes in joy.

(Usually it's time to wake up... but today it's just a little bit longer...)

While listening to the sound of Geiselle's heart, Tizzy pretends to have sneaked to sleep. But somehow I was lured into a real drowsiness - and once again I fell into a happy sleep.







A few minutes later, Geiselle lifted her eyelids. Beside him was Titsy, who had hugged him last night, and he was sleepy that he was going to feel good.

(... I see, today is a day off)

If it was normal, Tsitsi would wake up and get irritated and Geiselle would wake up... but I guess she was more distracted than usual because she told me she was taking a break.

(Nevertheless, you sleep well.)

A small body that fits snugly into Geisel's arms. The silver hair that tickled my neck was soft and slightly sweet.

Eyes shining like summer skies remain hidden by long eyelashes. Her arms and legs were only half as thick as Geisel's, and she could easily break them with just a little force.

(But... my heart is much stronger than mine)

The insults from the heartless nobility and the ridicule directed at the princess of the small country alone. Without yielding to anything, Tsitsi fought with a sharp smile. He's not afraid of Geiselle, but he's trying to find a way to shape his country together.

(From the day I met you in Racie... I was going to get it anyway... But...... I'm worried that it was really good for me.....)

Perhaps there was someone better suited than me. Shouldn't we have ruined the hostage marriage and returned it to Racie? Geiselle, it's not that I didn't think about it.

But I couldn't let it go.

Because Tsitsi was so important that I couldn't replace it with anything else.

If you see that smile, you can throw it all away.

(How can I... convey this feeling...?)

But Geiselle's admiration was more important than Tizzy thought.

Geiselle unexpectedly raised her eyebrows, saying that if all of this were passed on, it would be disgusting.

(No... no. It's not always known that they're "cute" or "angels"...)

- Well, actually, it was all a leak.

Against Geiselle, who struggled without any reason to know that, Tizzy was still snugly stuck at a distance where there were no shards of vigilance. Geiselle gently hugged Tsitsie's shoulders, tormented by the joy of being trusted and the desire to be a little more vigilant.

(I'm sorry... but today, just a little bit more...)

With great care not to wake him up, Geiselle gently touched her forehead.

When I hugged her soft body like a treasure, I tried to pretend to sleep so as not to wake her up. But the exhaustion of the last few days -- Geiselle's second sleep soon fell again.

After that, when one of them woke up and pretended to be asleep again, the two of them woke up after noon.

(Got it)