Your Highness, the Voice of Your Heart is Leaking!

The night of the party had gone further and the excitement was culminating.

The number of guests also continues to increase, and the surrounding area is overflowing with the appearance of famous lords and their children. Geisel seemed to be called out every time he moved a step, and Twitsy stopped again and again.

After his greeting to Geisel, the predetermined flow of men praising Zizzy continues time and again.

I could see the wrath of a harsh Geisel accumulating, and while Zizzy behaved ostensibly lovingly, she feared when she would erupt.

In the meantime, I discovered an internationally gorgeous group in the venue.

Apparently they are all young ladies, with dazzling colored dresses such as yellow, pink and water gathered like bouquets of flowers.

It seems to be the Lady of the Sahra Duke at the center, a bright red dress with glossy dark hair - a beauty, but a face of strong will.

(Wow... that's cute)

Zizzy also had a sister, but I don't have any memories of enjoying makeup or dresses with her.

Lizzie does it very well, but if I call her a friend, she'll be more frightened over there. Zizzy narrows her eyes wishfully as she watches the girls shivering in fun.

But something's wrong.

After a slight change of angle, another maid stood to be surrounded by them. Zizzy looks out for that figure.

(E, Elena...... ⁉)

Is he a friend, I'll just keep an eye on things a little bit. The group moved more and more towards the edge of the garden, and eventually the Duke's Lady in the red dress spoke to Elena.

"Aren't you ashamed to dress like this again?

……

I guess I don't have to come all the way up here.

"Ah, my brother... when he has a partner..."

Seeing Elena, who said it back small, the Duke's Lady hung her brow uncomfortably.

"You're Luca's partner?

I get zero dull laughs from my surroundings. Zizzy, who had a sneak look at the beginning and end, also perceived it to be just as unusual.

Eventually, one of the ladies leans on this glass of wine.

Then Pan, after the sound of being able to play, a large red and black stain was formed on Elena's chest.

"Oh, I'm sorry ~"

"Oh my god! You're gonna stand out in that outfit."

"Shouldn't they come back to our house soon?

Gradually, the leaking laughter grows louder and the defamation of Elena herself mixes up, not just the dress.

But Elena at the time had nothing to contest, staring at the dirty costume in a way she had given up somewhere.

(Ha, my God! Hey, man, we gotta do something...!

Tsitsy hastily searched for her hand, but only today she hasn't brought a coat or shawl.

Just as she couldn't take off her dress, Zizzy looked back at Geisel just because she couldn't change her belly on her back.

For Geisel, who just finished the conversation, I beg you.

"Sire, you know, it's cold, so could you lend me your jacket!

"I don't mind..."

Geisel was a little neat, but he took off the jacket he was wearing and handed it to Zizzy.

Thank you, Zizie leaves the scene even further after telling her momentum.

"Excuse me, Your Majesty, I'm going to get some rest!

"Ts, tsy?

Say it quickly or run out without waiting for Geisel's reply.

Apparently, you got tired of it, and by the time Zizie finally rushed to the scene of the disturbance, the warrants had already moved to a different place.

Looking for Elena, who was nagging to hide her body in the corner of the garden, Zizie gently put her jacket on her shoulder. Then Elena looked back like she was bounced, her eyes wide open.

"- Ah, my queen, my lord."

"Oh, I'm sorry!... Are you all right?

Apparently, she's not crying, and Zizzy just relieves herself a little. But even if it stays this way, it won't be clear.

Before just looking around, Zizie, who found Sarah, the Lord of the Mansion, desperately wished while holding Elena's hand.

"Duchess of Calida! I'm so sorry, could you lend me a room?"

"Well, my God!

Sarah was surprised at Zizzy's impending state of affairs, but she seemed to have immediately guessed the circumstances when she saw Elena's misery standing next to her.

Speaking to the servant who was beside him, he tells him to guide Zizie and Elena into the mansion.

At the reception room we finally got there, Zizzy took a sigh of relief.

Elena sitting on the couch across the street doesn't try to talk about anything while she's nagging.

(What should I do... I can't go home like this...)

Do you want me to get in touch with the royal palace and bring Zizzy's dress? Better than that, tell Luca the circumstances - and in between worries, Elena suddenly began to loosen the dress she was wearing. I rush to stop. I try to take Zizzy off roughly, or I try to take him off abusively.

"No, no, my dress is shagging...!

"That's okay. Because my clothes are worthless."

"Oh, that's not true! It's a lovely dress!

Elena had a more sinister look on her face than earlier, in contrast to Zizie, who denies it so hard.

It's as if she's sadder than being hit hard by the ladies, and Zizzy is finally confused.

Then there was the sound of a knock on the back door, and Sarah showed herself. It is accompanied by several female servants behind it, and they can see many dresses in their hands.

"I'm sorry I kept you waiting. Because it's what I've been pulling out of my old clothes."

"The Duchess of Calida......"

Please call me Sarah, Your Highness.

Preceding that it would be nice to be the right size, Sarah lent me the dress that she wore when she was younger.

All of them are of a smooth design, and Elena doesn't seem to be inferior at all to wearing them.

Sarah worried about Elena for a while before, um, but eventually she picked out one dress.

Instructing the servants, they take Elena straight to the separate room.

While waiting to get dressed, Sarah and I alone, Zizie bowed their heads deeply once again.

"Thank you so much. I can't believe you lent your room a dress..."

"I don't mind at all. It used to be thin."

I was happy with the bright reply that it made me care, and Zizzy accidentally let her face down. Sarah stared calmly at Zizzy's face like that, but talks somewhere to miss it.

"Really - you're the goddess of that girl."

"Oh, that's..."

"You don't have to light it up. If that kid were to become an emperor, I'm sure there would be no other reason."

Finally embarrassing herself, Zizzy shrinks. Oh and Sarah laughed and glanced emotionally again.

"It's late, but I have to thank you. - Thank you for helping her."

"Help... is that me?

"Yep. I'm sure that kid lived to this day because of you"

The Fosters said they were only worried when they decided to take Geisel away. There is no more back shield for the right to inherit the throne.

Besides, my head is completely cut off, and my sword arm doesn't take a pull from an adult. And even more because he heard it was a monster who wouldn't cry at his mother's death.