Your Highness, the Voice of Your Heart is Leaking!

After another two weeks or so, the winter in Isiris began to show even greater rigour.

Geisel had originally become very treasured as a hunter, sometimes with swords and bows being top notch arms. He also does well with the youngsters close to his age, and there is no shadow he was very much afraid of as the 'Ice Emperor'.

Twitsy, on the other hand, was often pissed off when she was clumsy in the beginning, but finally today, Henri said, "So cute! Zita, you were practicing a cup," he said, showing growth until he was praised for the fine work he had made.

Really little by little, but I am able to get acquainted with the settlers. Starting to realize that, Zizzy waited happily for Geisel's return, who is still out hunting today.

- I'm home.

"Welcome back!"

This exchange was also a familiar one, and Geisel had recently started smiling a little bit.

Not as tall as ever, but he tells Tsitsy where he's been today, but what he can pick when it's time.

At first it was a life I started thinking I wouldn't be stopped, but I felt more in touch with the real Geisel than I did when I lived in the Royal Palace, and Zizzy was starting to feel happy.

That seems to have been the same for Geisel, and after dinner, they were sitting on the couch side by side, and he pounded and zeroed.

"Hey, Twitsy."

"Yes?"

"If only you could, but... it might be nice to live here like this."

Zizzy, who was next door, stopped knitting hands and stared at Geisel. I don't know if it's lit or if the lights in the fireplace are reflecting, but is it because of your mind that your face looks red?

"Actually, I, too,... thought so"

To Zizzy's reply, Geisel smiled without a voice as she slightly opened her eyes.

Just the two of us.

Abandon the throne of emperors and queens and live as just men and women.

That seemed - very happy.

Eventually Geisel's hand grips Zizzy's finger.

My lips pressed gently as I wondered if my face approached me as it was. Was it a moment or a very long time?

When Zitzie opens her mouth for a breath, she leans her face further and mouths deeply for a second time.

……

Surprised at the first time. Approximately Zizzy, Geisel attached his hand to Zizzy's cheek. The touched fingertips are hot, and there is fire at the core of the body.

Geisel's right hand then slips off Zizzy's neck muscles, stroking her to make sure of the contours from shoulder to chest and hips.

(duh, what to do, after all, … ⁉)

When the frightened Zizzy leans away unexpectedly, Geisel flaunts herself just because she doesn't let him get away.

Finally, from his lips away, he had zero exhales conceived of greed, which belonged to Geisel. Tsitsy swallowed his breath with stiffness in the leaking colour.

Tickles, and firewood from the fireplace explodes.

When he noticed, Zizzy was laid on Geisel, and his saggy dark hair tickled Zizzy's clavicle.

The third kiss comes down to the neck muscle. Zizzy can't hide her upset that her humid, clearly different body temperature touches her.

Unfortunately licking her skin with her tongue, Geisel finally raised her face and woke up her upper body. clutter up the falling forehead so as to remove the slightness.

Reishi's beauty nestled in backlight with a slight light on her back. The blue eyes, reminiscent of the dark sea, now stared only at Zizzy as if she loved her.

"... zizzy"

(HI, HI!

In a different way than before, Zizzy looks scared of Geisel. I was confused about what to do now, as I responded desperately to the begged fourth mouth again - the sound of a sudden knock on the front door sounded rough.

Perfect on the way, and Geisel's hand stops.

Tsitsy looked badly grumpy when she peeked at her squeaky, distant face.

"... you're a guest"

"... why now..."

"Yes!

As she escaped the voice of Geisel's heart, which she had heard for a long time, Zizie hurried down to the earth as she finished her clothes.

When I open the door, there's Dita, and she asks me in a quick mouth, breathing with her shoulders.

- Is Henri here?

"Is that Henri? No, especially..."

"... right"

"What happened?

Geisel also joins the conversation from behind Zizzy, to see how it's not Dita's usual.

"... I'm not back home. After that, I only think I went into the mountains..."

"I'll help you, too."

Following Geisel, who quickly wrapped his cold gear around him, Zizie also rushed into his coat. When the two of them go outside, there are already village men gathered in the settlement square, looking all over with one hand at the map.

"You should do a division and look. Let's act in three hands."

Geisel suggested instead because Dita, who is normally supposed to be in command, is in a hurry.

As I point to the map, I skip the instructions precisely to watch out for the valley here and the cliffs. To its good handling, Zizzy recalled that Geisel was once said to be a 'war genius'.

(The terrain around here is all in my head...)

The men who listened to Geisel's instructions seemed to have a similar impression, and they all took his words seriously. Eventually, after the two squads travel, Geisel tells Zizie, remaining able to follow the rest of the squad.

"You stay back. It's dangerous."

"Yes, I understand..."

I was about to say, Twitsy, but I opened my eyes at that moment. Geisel sounds surprised as he hurries to put his hand against his ear.

"What's up?

"Now... my voice..."

Tsitsy concentrated her consciousness even more. In the same way Geisel and the other men shrug their ears, but the wind just sounds close to a snowstorm, and they can't even tell if it's people's voices.

"It's not your fault."

"... no,... but indeed..."

So Zizzy finally realized that was the voice of her heart. I'm not sure it's Henri's voice, but I do want help.

(I don't know what to do, let me tell you the circumstances... but if not...)

But Zizzy slapped her cheeks with both hands so as to cut off the stray that had floated. I don't have time to worry.

"- Please. Follow me where I'm going."

"What..."

"Please! I don't have time!

Geisel also seemed to feel something unusual about the rare and disturbing appearance of Zizzy. Instruct the other men to go on the route search as planned, and just the two of us head in the direction indicated by Tsitsy.

Tsitsy focused her hearing desperately as she stepped on the snow piling up to her knees.

(... I can't hear you again. Where the hell are you...)

From between blowing strong winds, Zizzy tries hard to hear Henri's heart. But because of the weather, even if I thought I heard it, I would soon be wiped out by the sound of heavy snow.

As Zizie stretched her arms firmly and extended her legs, she frowned curiously at Geisel, who saw the strange outfit.

"Zizzy?"

"Shh, excuse me! Decide you didn't see it!

Life is at stake.

I don't have time to be shy.

When Zitzie waved her hands up loud again, she was stirred by the gust and let loose behind her loudly. Then for that moment alone, I think Henri's voice became clearer.

Even though the distance is approaching ⁉ and Zizie looks back in momentum, the only person behind it is Geisel, who is surprised by Zizie acting oddly, and the rest is a snowy view on one side.

But soon, Henri's heart's voice pushes over like a wave.

"Samu...... Yi......"

(I knew there was something around here!

Tsitsy concentrated her nerves even more so that she wouldn't overhear the slightest noise. I felt paralyzed and nauseated with the core of my head twitching, but now I even waste my time worrying about that malaise.

Nearer, and as Zizzy advanced her foot in the direction where Geisel was, Geisel gave way to clearing the way.

Strangely, then, the voice of the mind that had flowed earlier would not be heard perfectly.

"Oh no! Your Majesty, please stand there!

Geisel shook his shoulder frighteningly at the sudden order from Zizzy. When Geisel returns to his original position, as he was told, the voice of his heart begins to reach Zizzy again.

"Tasu... Ke..."

Apparently, Geisel's presence is affecting Zizzy's reception. But any of the reactions, I don't know the clear direction and distance.

Zizzy stretches her arms out over and over again in front of Geisel, trying to manage to catch the voice of her heart. Geisel, on the other hand, can only protect Zizzy, who dances in the snowy fields of extreme cold, from blizzards without knowing what they are.

From the looks of it, what an odd sight.

(Almost there... what can I do...!