Your Highness, the Voice of Your Heart is Leaking!

"What a small country, did anyone know?

"Anything, I hear you didn't get much out of it in the country. I'm sure you're a better person."

"In the first place, it's dedicated to our predecessors, isn't it? How could His Majesty bother..."

As the various words flew, the contempt they directed at was certainly heard in Zizzy's ears as well. But Zizzy can't deny any of it.

(All, it's true.... I was just a hostage and couldn't have been the First Queen...)

After I put it in, I learned that there were some voices accusing the princess of a small country like Lassie of how she could be placed in the First Queen. When I heard that, Zizie herself wondered.

Kurakuri, and his vision distorts. The dress to tighten and the enthusiasm of the venue make me sick.

But even if I want to escape, I can't move because of the crowd. You can't fall, that's when Zitzie smiled and looked forward with perseverance.

"- Hey, what are you doing"

Low and cold Geisel's voice freezes the people around him. But only Zizzy broke his face into its presence like a glimmer of light.

Your Majesty, I have a few words with Her Royal Highness.

"Who gave you permission"

"Uh... ah..."

"The women there"

The iron blue eyes turned to the women who stood in line. From time to time, sharp eyes have been polished with more pity, and even Twizzy has never received such a horrible gaze.

"What were you saying now"

……

"Didn't you hear that? What did he say?"

The women glance at each other, but honestly nothing reveals itself. Seeing it, Geisel reached for the long sword that was wrapped around her hips. Tense air spreads in an instant.

"I see, are you deaf? Then we don't need it anymore."

"Heh, Your Majesty...?

"Let's cut him off. Kneel."

Everyone on the spot was prepared to do it if this emperor. The women are on the spot, repeating their apologies. But Geisel's anger didn't subside, and it was painfully transmitted to Zizzy.

"Where do you have the right to disparage Zizzy? They say unwanted marriages, and let me come alone to a distant country. Who wants to be in this position!

(… Your Majesty…)

'And yet Zizzy stayed with me. Just by myself. No matter how hard I knew that was, I was really happy for me... damn, it's annoying! Not to these guys, not to me I can't protect them!

Seeing Giri and Geisel chew on his back teeth, Zizzy happened to grab that arm. Geisel is surprised and accidentally releases his finger, which was stretched into a sword pattern.

"Your Majesty, nothing has been said."

"Hmm?"

"Ladies and gentlemen, we were talking about my hometown of Lassie. Right?"

When Tsitsy spoke, the women agreed so much that they were likely to hang out. Geisel stuck around for a while just saying he wasn't convinced, but eventually took Zizzy's hand when he took a short breath.

"I forgive this guy today. There's no next."

Saying so, Geisel took Zizzy and left the spot behind. Relaxed by the air of relief that spreads behind her, Zizzy crosses the Great Hall with Geisel. When we opened the front door as it was, the two of us walked down the long hallway.

Eventually Geisel walks forward with his big crotch, spitting it out briefly.

"Why?"

"What are you talking about?

"Earlier. You can be angry."

"It's..."

Towards Geisel waiting for words, Zizzy smiled.

"Your Majesty is angry with me on my behalf."

Of course, I had unpleasant feelings. But the moment I heard that Geisel was really mad at me, the joy surpassed it. At first to the answer, Geisel seemed to be eating.

"... you are too sweet"

"For that matter, Your Majesty is kind, I'm fine"

It was clearly said, and Geisel seemed to be losing sight of the words he continued. Eventually he exhales as if he gave up, stopping and looking back and standing in front of Zizzy.

I wonder what happened, and as Zizzy looked up as she was, Geisel suddenly put her hands on both Zizzy's shoulders. Shortly after he resists, Geisel's face, bent over his upper body, looms.

(hey, sire ⁉ why all of a sudden ⁉)

He was a twitsy who meditated in haste, but wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.

……

Eventually, he noticed the feeling of hair hanging saggily on his neck muscles and pressed his fearful lid up. If you look at it, try to lean your forehead against Zizzy's neck, and Geisel is leaning down.

'Well, don't... I say something very healthy, so my hands... That's not what I'm gonna do in these hallways... But I'm not a well-behaved man enough to put up with you saying this, I...'

"Heh, Your Majesty! If you don't come back soon, you'll all be in trouble."

Zizzy desperately tries to persuade him before his thoughts go in a disturbing direction. Geisel finally looked up reluctantly, wondering if he had taken a deep sigh while in that position. Is it because of the longer vertical wrinkles between the eyebrows than usual?

"I'll go home when I get the rest of the job done. You go back to the main mansion first."

"Yes. Good luck"

"... who are you saying things to"

'I don't want to go... I want to go home with you like this...'

To the last voice of his sad and spirited heart he heard, Zizzy smiled.