Your Highness, the Voice of Your Heart is Leaking!

"It's, - it's you. Dear Tsitsy,"

"... me?

"It was originally in Dilph's side room that you put in here. But before the wedding, the previous emperor died. At that time, there was a little debate within the Royal Palace about what to do with you."

I've heard a little bit about that, too, Zizie.

It seems like it would have been returned to its native country if it had been, but for some reason they refused it from Rachy's side. - That probably involved the intention of the Father King that his daughter, who offered him as a hostage, should achieve his original significance.

But His Majesty Dilph, who was supposed to be his opponent, is not at all. I mean, Zizzy couldn't go either way, she had no place in Vercia or Lassie.

"In the meantime, we have put together a proposal to temporarily keep your identity and ask the next emperor. If the new sire wants you, he'll accept you as a sideroom. … It was the day after that that that His Majesty Geisel took part in the inheritance dispute"

Zizzy blushed only slightly as she gradually saw the end of the story. Van on the side of it, his mouth is slightly broken.

"But when Mr. Geisel, the next emperor, told me he could put you in the First Queen, there was an earthquake just inside the royal palace."

"Ya, I knew it"

"Speaking of the First Queen, … well, there is also a political entanglement, ideally one who shoulders Versia. But Mr. Geisel ignored the custom and married you to the queen as he wished."

Shh, sorry... and for some reason Zizzy apologized. But to the shrinking Zizzy, Van shook his head as if he was remembering something.

"That was the first time I thought that His Majesty wanted something strong from me. - So as far as I'm concerned, I was very happy."

Well, I'm talking about how much the hell I wanted to make you my own wife, but Van concluded by winking and showing me, "Don't tell me."

"Your Majesty is not a person who honestly speaks of his feelings, but he really is a very kind person. So keep up the good work."

"- What's up?

Called by Geisel, Zizzy regained consciousness from her memory.

"Yes, no, it's nothing"

Zizzy laughed deceptively, once again advancing her legs in front of the lake.

Well sunny, gentle spring sunshine.

The wind that gives rise to the clouds shakes the flowers spreading at his feet, along with Zizzy's silver hair. Orange in red, purple in yellow - wrap them, dazzling fresh green. Its deliberately wavering view was like a vast sea plain of all colors.

- I wanted to come once, Spring Isiris I hoped.

The sight is now spreading in front of us.

Twitsy, who was impressed, slowly looked back at Geisel. Then he's also staring at Zizzy again, and the two in sight smile naturally.

Shortly afterwards, Geisel opened her mouth as if she remembered something.

- That's right.

……

As Geisel walked over next to Zizzy, she held her hand against her waist. Geisel squeaks with the utmost seriousness, approximating Zizie surprised by her sudden embrace.

"I have something to say to you"

"Hey, what is it ⁉"

"... the,"

As soon as he did, Geisel stopped moving like Zenmai's broken toy. When Tsitsy is baffled, the voice of her long-held heart flows in clearly.

'Ku... I get stuck in words when I have to... I've said this before, but I didn't think that was the momentum of the place, or if you say so, it wouldn't pass on to Zizzy...'

(hey what ⁉ what am I about to be told ⁉)

I wonder what. Is it possible that even divorce will be pronounced?

As Geisel's eyebrows gradually began to wrinkle vertically, Zitzie watched as she turned into a rugged face.

Eventually he decided to, and Geisel told him, uh, exhaling for a long time, in a strangely awesome low voice, to divide it briefly.

"I am."

"Yes, sir"

"Take you."

……

"- I love you"

Quietly, but clearly enough, Geisel slowly covered his mouth with his hands, wondering if he had laid his eyes down for a while.

Geisel's neck to forehead stains red while he looks at it, boiling it up to the slightest visible outer ear.

Zizie, who was watching the series of flows in the privileged seat, ran Zhu on her cheeks after a beat late, although she had kept her mouth open for a while.

(Not the voice of my heart. His Majesty told me…)

What could I do, and I was confused Zizzy, but when I desperately calmed my heart, which seemed to run out alone, I looked up at Geisel and answered straight.

"Me, too."

……

"Love you, Mr. Geisel."

But the words ahead lost their way by being hugged by Geisel again. You don't want to show your lit face, lock it in your arms stronger than you did earlier.

"The reply is fine. I won't say it again."

"So, but"

Tsitsy also desperately tries to speak up, but eventually he unwittingly clams his mouth to the voice of the fluent heart he hears.

'No, no! I can't! I can't believe Zizzy tells me, oh, love, what... I'm sorry, but I have a heart. also, a little more, i want it after i calm down......!

(Well, that's... ⁉)

Tsitsy screamed small in her heart as to what to do with feelings she had no place to do. If the words are no good, with attitude, and all that, I turn my arms around his wide back.

Geisel also drew her body as if to manifest herself as if she had noticed Zizzy's intentions or did not want to leave one gap. After checking each other's body temperature over the rubbing cloth, Geisel drops his mouth to cover as he lifts it by hand to Zizzy's jaw.

Changing angles several times, the two leak their breath to spare. After the time had passed that seemed forever - Geisel finally released Zizzy's lips.

Seeing Zizzy turning bright red to her ears due to embarrassment and lack of oxygen, Geisel blows out, fu. It was Zizzy, who was swelling her cheeks against Geisel like that, but eventually she also started laughing like she was stuck again.

to a world that was closed to freezing white snow,

- And then spring came to you.