Your Highness, the Voice of Your Heart is Leaking!

"Oh, it's about to start."

With the appearance of Zizzy, perhaps the star of the day, the ceremony seems to be turning into a social arena - a ball - that is its original purpose. Downstairs, guests are taking hands and greeting each other's partners.

It was Zizzy who was admiring the glamorous atmosphere, wow, but he blinked twenty-three times when he saw what appeared in front of him. When it's time to look up, Geisel is reaching this way with his tannic surface floating.

"To, Your Majesty?

……

Van, who was watching behind him, offered a help boat to Zitzie, who was stared at and troubled by the reply.

"Your Majesty, I think the invitation to dance should have been a little more gentle."

"Oh, well, did you ⁉"

……

It must have been a picture star. Geisel took Zizzy's hand again after skipping a sharp glance at Van.

"Come on."

"Yes!

With the strength to be dragged down the stairs from the throne. The people in the hall naturally gave way to the place for the two of them, and if they realized it, Zizzy was standing in the middle of the floor.

(This, in this, in a lot of public......)

It's okay, that's all I've been practicing for the last six months, and Tsitsy gets her breathing ready. But Geisel's big hand held on tightly to Geisel's fingertips, which could not stand the tension and tremble.

"Your Majesty...?

"Don't show fright. Whoever laughs at you is not here."

As he waited for the sound of the beginning of the dance, Geisel told him without even dropping his gaze, staring far away. Zizzy was circling her eyes as surprised at the words, but eventually corrects her spine and adds her body beside Geisel.

Slowly the dance song begins.

Spinned on three beats. It was graceful and delicate, but it also demanded considerable skill from dancers. But at the perfect time, Geisel takes the first step.

(Wow... looks like my body moves on its own...)

Never a strong force, but Geisel's movements had freely manipulated Zizzy's body. Of course, the part I learned in the lesson was huge, but it would mean that Geisel is more skilled at dancing than that.

Gradually the tempo of the song began to rise, as did the couple who couldn't follow them around. But Geisel has a cool face and completes one difficult step after another. Naturally, my partner Zizzy also gives a subtle induction (lead), and the hem of the flipping dress colors the two of them.

"Sire Geisel, how lovely..."

I was wondering if you could dance with me.

"Lassie? How can you be such a princess of a border country..."

Occasionally, I could hear someone's heart inadvertently accepting it, and Zizzy just got a little naggy. Geisel shrugs low when you notice how such a zizzy looks.

"Where are you looking?"

"Uh ⁉"

"Look at me - I won't allow you to look me in the eye."

Yes, Tsitsy screamed in her heart as she answered with a voice that seemed to disappear.

(Though not the voice of my heart, I am thrilled by His Majesty's words...)

Zizzy sighed more when she realized that the tune would eventually turn into something calm and come to an end. When Geisel saw it, he glanced at it with a rugged look.

"Dance with Van next"

"Yes, sir"

"Two songs is enough. All you have to do is get out and get away with it."

Maybe Geisel noticed that Zizzy was tired at her first ceremony. I understand, after I answered, I heard Geisel's heart.

'Chi... it's too close, my heart's going to stop... it's good to have practice after work... I can't let Zizzy shame me me...'

(Your Majesty, practice the dance... ⁉)

But Zizzy was even more upset by the voice of some quick heart that went on.

'But even though it's dangerous to be at a distance, it's not something you see so close... you're so cute, your eyes hurt... but I don't know when you'll be seen at such a distance next time, I want to take a closer look'

Geisel has often stared silently before surprised Zizzy.

Not knowing what to say, Geisel quickly releases the hand he was connected to when the bright red tweezer turns a blind eye.

Geisel stayed put and thought he was covering his forehead with one hand to indulge in something, he eventually raised his face and laughed with his nose "ha".

"Shit."

"Hey, hey."

In something completely different from what he thinks in his heart, Zizzy found her earlier emotions blown away. But in the last six months, I've learned that he doesn't speak honest.

(I don't know why you only say it in a mean way, if you say what you think directly,... ugh, I'm glad...)

And that's all I thought about, and Zizzy shook her head, probably. No, I can't imagine the reality of spinning too much beauty from that beauty emperor.

It's barely bearable because it's just my voice now, but it's outrageous directly from that mouth.

"- Master Tsitsy? Are you all right, sir?

"Ah, yes! Excuse me!"

Suddenly they call his name, and Zizzy accidentally replies in a vegan state. Then Van, standing in front of him, thought for a moment that he was right, gave him an indelible laugh.

Soon, it looks like the next song will start.

"Don't be so surprised. By His Majesty's immediate nomination."

"Oh, yes, thank you"

"Welcome, - hands if you like."

What came next was a two-beat relaxed song. Taking the hand offered, Van pulls Tsitsy around.

"Excuse me."

He gets his hips in a way he's used to, and Zizzy gets just a little embarrassed. I glanced at Van once again, accustomed to the treatment of women, to a different approach from Geisel's.

Straightened nostrils, eyes like a winter sky. Eventually, you noticed Zizzy's gaze, and Van looked at this one and chuckled up the corner of his mouth.

"Hehe, you can illuminate"

"Oh, you know, I'm sorry, I don't know what to do."

"No, I am honored as a knight to have Her Royal Highness stare at me."

I knew I was used to it, and Zizzy gave up her objections and decided to focus on dancing.

It's a much easier step than earlier, so you can also hear faint stories from around you. Perhaps this song is not about captivating dance skills, but about being sandwiched to enjoy conversations between men and women.

"How about Versia?"

In a quiet tone, Van has spoken to me.

"It's very cold. But there were so many ideas to warm it up, I was surprised."

"Well, Lassie's been a warm country all year."

"Do you know Lassie?

Van smiles at Zizzy for a joyous look. The expression is calm, so much so that if you're not a woman with someone you've decided on in your heart, you're going to be distraught.

"Yes, my mother was born in Lassie."

"Well! Really?"

"I've lived for a while, too."

I didn't expect to meet anyone in this northern power who has lived in Lassie. Soon the song was coming to an end as the rejoicing Zizzy was giving Rachy her famous tourist destination.

"Thank you. One more day, if Your Majesty forgives me."

"Welcome, it was a lot of fun"

Thank each other and move the place. Geisel's designated two songs ended, and Zizzy turned her foot to the subtle window. But the men come together every chance.

"Your Highness, with me next."

"Sorry, I'd like to give you a break..."

"Then how about some wine? Let's get him over here."

Words fly one after another, even though he says no from the edge, and Zizzy can't keep up with the response. Then the women who saw Zizzy, surrounded by men, began to whisper in a whisper at the volume of whether they could hear or not.