By the time the sun shined overhead, the line led by Geisel had finally arrived at Isilis of purpose.
Geisel, who pulled the reins and stopped the horse's leg, leaves and then descends to the surface. Looking back, he stretched his arm silently toward Zizzy.
Zizzy was only a little scared of that height, but it's time to take his hand. I was pulled more vigorously than I thought I would, and I was pulled down.
"This is Isiris…"
Tsitsy swallowed her breath at the view that spread in front of her.
In the distance, foggy mountains line up as if painting the backs of white horses, and lakes surrounded by deep green coniferous forests float white and slight. Is it transparent or I can see the backs of the swimming fish, and Zizzy followed them with interest.
"It's Lake Nagama. In winter it freezes to the bottom"
"Is this lake ⁉"
"Oh."
Tsitsy advanced to the abyss of water and peered in horror. Is the light hard to reach at the bottom of the water, it has a deep blue color, and its mysterious beauty makes my chest squeak. At the same time, Zizzy was remembering her class the other day.
Isiris is going to be a world of extreme cold with huge changes in the four seasons, especially in winter, where life is also at stake. I make a living in agriculture in summer and hunting and crafts in winter. There's no big city, it's a small country with its own settlements in the mountains.
"Beyond that mountain there is Yenzier"
"Yenzier......"
Yenzier is a giant nation that rivals the great Versia. I have read that trade routes are developed because they face the sea and there are rare gems and textiles not found in Versia.
Zizzy felt unprecedented emotion at the knowledge she saw in the book, the kind of flesh she was being given. There would also be a background to the fact that when I was in Lassie, Zizie was a swollen person and not in a situation where I could study well.
"What are you freaking out about? Come."
When Zizzy noticed all the time, one Geisel with luggage was just ahead of the lake. A mansion appears behind the trees as he rushes after them. Strikingly white based architecture with many thick columns lined up and down with floral finishes.
"Dear Geisel, this is..."
"Separate residence."
"... eh!
"Let's go."
Follow after Geisel, who keeps going.
Indeed, Isiris is one of the nations that came under Versian control by the war. It is not surprising that there is a mansion for Geisel, the emperor...... but in front of a building that is not so different from the main mansion, if poorly done, even bigger, Zizzy is reminded once again of the power of Geisel.
"Welcome, Your Majesty the Emperor."
Upon entering the separate residence, the servants greeted me as being entrusted with the administration of this one. Once again, Zizie comes into the room where she was put through with an admirable look on her face.
"... the lake, right in front of you!
The room was built as a full window on one side of the wall.
Outside the window there is a large balcony to stick out on the lake, with a small but adorable sofa and table lined up. When Zizzy opens the window, there's a refreshing breeze running down the water. It pours in, as if the whole room were floating on the lake.
Geisel leads to the entrance and exit of the room as soon as he puts his luggage away, roughly taking Zizie, who loses much of his touching words.
"I'm going on an inspection. If you need anything, tell the servant."
"Oh, yes! Welcome..."
"... oh"
Geisel stared at Zizzy smiling and dropping him off. Eventually, for a moment when he closes the door, I hear my usual voice in my heart.
'Randy's guy... what's a travel substitute... and who puts in so much work because of that? Thanks to you, I have to leave Zizzy alone to go out... what's a honeymoon for...'
Batan, and the voice of his heart broke at the same time as the door was closed. Zizzy smiles unexpectedly at Geisel's seemingly sad voice of heart.
(Nevertheless, I wonder why you always stare so much)
Even with a face like that, I've never been really angry, so maybe I just don't see it well. Still, from the people around you, Geisel will always be seen as looking harsh. What a waste.
Let me ask you sometime, and Zizzy smiled happily.
It seems that Geisel's work took longer than I thought, and it was not until long after the sun fell that I returned to the separate mansion.
After a late dinner, the two of them return to their room and take straight to the balcony. Unlike during the day, the humid, limp wind stroked her cheeks, and Zizzy narrowed her eyes to feel comfortable. The sky is thin and cloudy, and the moon is blurry.
"Good job on your job"
Zizzy put the glass down in front of Geisel, who sat silently on the couch.
"What's that?"
"Yashika, they say it's alcohol from this region called. If you don't mind."
In particular, an amber liquid is poured. Seeing a small bubble float, Geisel took the glass in his hand. A gentle sip brings a huge smile to my face.
It's water.
"Well, I heard it's quite frequent..."
Try it, and they give you a glass, and Zizzy mouths it too. However, the moment he touched his tongue, he immediately let go of his mouth because of the stimulus of carbonation and the high concentration of alcohol.
"I don't seem to be able to drink much..."
"You're weak."
Geisel, laughing at it, snatched back Zizzy's glass, also snatching away the bottle she had. Pour it at your disposal as it is, and the second cup drinks up easily. But when the glass was emptied, my hand stopped.
I wonder what's wrong, and when Tsitsy is anxious, I hear a smaller heart than usual.
'Shit... it's been an indirect kiss... no, it's okay because Zizzy hasn't noticed? No, I didn't aim for anything else, but if it's on purpose,... what if they think it's disgusting...'
You cared about that, and Twitsy gets embarrassed too. Geisel, who didn't even know he was being asked the grip of his heart, went on to stack his cup as if to hide the lights. At a slightly faster pace, Zizie, worried, took a seat softly and headed to pick up the water drain that was in the room.
(You must be tired at work, and you shouldn't force me too much...)
However, in the main mansion, I want to be with these two only for a little bit more because I don't have much time to be alone. No, Zizzy, coming back to the balcony shaking off the clutter, saw the view spreading overhead and accidentally gave her a small admiration.
A little strong wind blows and the clouds that were covering the sky slowly clear. Then the water surface became like a mirror, and the silver moon appeared two ways.
Looking up, the moon near the true circle is brilliant in the middle of a starry sky that is likely to fall zero. If you look down, you can see the moonshadow firmly on the lake surface, which is rippled. To that so beautiful a sight, Zizzy was often distracted.
- That would be brilliant.
Suddenly he was spoken to by Geisel, and finally Zizie regained consciousness.
"Yes! Really, it's so beautiful..."
"It's autumn now, but Isiris in spring is more stunning. Uncountable flowers bloom all over it"
Zizzy did not think, imagining the land of Isiris overflowing with colourful colors. Transform from one side of snow to a carpet of extreme color. I think of its beauty and my face is unexpectedly dull.
"Must be nice. I'd like to come once."
"Right. My father was fascinated by the beauty… I wish that was all."
"... wasn't that all?
"My father wanted it to be mine - he took Isiris."
I could see that Geisel's tone was strong, and Zizzy immediately stopped the words. The history of Isiris is also new to Zizzy's memory, the tutor untied.
A predecessor who is also the father of Geisel - the late Dilf Vercia.
His reign is anointed with the history of aggression and usurpation. With an army that invested heavily and with its own force, it placed the peripheral countries of Versia under one control after another. That number is said to be the largest of the emperors of all time, and is also why Rathy, Zizzy's native country, feared.
Isiris knew it was one of them, but no one would think he attacked another country for that reason.
"... well, it doesn't make any difference that I have the same blood as that man."
"Mr. Geisel still wants to... control another country, too?
After speaking, Tsitsy embarrassed herself by imitating her going too far. But Geisel is not angry, but groans with a low, sinking voice.
"Saana."
The reply was very unreliable, as if a lost child were looking for a parent. Geisel kept his mouth shut, but the voice of his heart quietly poured into Zizzy's chest.
"I... don't want to be like that man"
- I don't want to take someone's home, or vandalize the bright landscape.
'But that's not all that convinces him. Now that the factions in the royal palace are rough, it's a breeze to speak in public.... I wonder what I should do'