Romantic Fantasy
Sheet 5: Zinnia Pramidita Ganache's Answer

Frost could only smile coldly at Zinn's statement. According to Frost, nothing good will happen to him either now or in the future. Being with Zinn alone was already a miracle for Frost. Frost only hoped that if he would not lose Zinn, the owner of the pink-eye bead was something very valuable to him.

“Don't envy myself. I am not one who will do noble things. Rather, it is you who will probably do a noble thing: suppose, kill me,” said Frost unknowingly.

Zinn squinted his eyes. “Your Majesty, am I just a traitor in His Majesty's eyes?” zinn asked, looking displeased by Frost's words. Zinn did not want to hurt Frost, even more so to kill him. Zinn felt Frost had gone too far and hurt his heart.

Frost realized his mistake towards Zinn, he immediately apologized for fear that the young woman would ignore him for life. “I'm sorry, Ganache. I've been so outrageous.”

It's good if you realize that you've gone too far with me, Frost Blanche Castleton! I hope that you won't hurt my heart more than you currently do, inner Zinn. Zinn puffed his cheeks in annoyance, intending to ignore Frost for a while. It was obvious that Zinn was angry at Frost's words.

Frost hugged Zinn and peeked at his cheek, making the young woman no longer angry at him. Frost is very good at flirting. Zinn was astonished why the romantic guy Frost never got a mate—more precisely, why did Frost not want to look for girls to be a couple. It was natural for an Emperor to have a Empress and many Concubines.

Somehow Zinn felt happy that Frost had no thoughts of having multiple life partners. Zinn could die from jealousy. On Zinn's face was a sweet smile. Even though Frost didn't know what the smile was being shown for, he was still happy to know that Zinn was no longer angry with him.

Frost leaned his head on Zinn's shoulders and let out a long sigh. “Please tell you, don't be angry for no apparent reason towards me,” Frost said. Frost looked like a little boy whining. “I'm afraid of losing you, Ganache.”

“Your Highness, are you okay?” zinn asked as he stroked softly on Frost's head, making the owner of the golden eye bead even more comfortable and not wanting to let go of his embrace. “Your Highness, we must finish our task immediately first.” Zinn reminded Frost of an unfinished task and it made the man feel a little irritated.

“Just a minute,” says Frost. “Let me have you for a minute.” Frost tightened his embrace and made Zinn short of breath. Frost looked at Zinn with a glare at the person in love, slowly approaching and smiting the lips of the woman who became opium and felt very tempting, touching every curve of her body with seductive movements. Frost made Zinn helpless.

“Your Majesty, I. mo-“ Frost did not let Zinn speak, continued to fondle the young woman until she was out of breath. Frost stopped when Zinn started actively hitting his chest. Frost restrained Zinn's body from falling onto the floor of the wooden house. Frost kissed Zinn's forehead as a cover for all his romantic stunts.

“Are you going to be mad at me because I've done something so disrespectful to you?” frost asked, fusing his forehead and Zinn. "So, what's your answer?"

Zinn was silent. Actually from the start Zinn had no intention of answering Frost's question if only the man had not forced him to answer, asking a woman's feelings was a very disrespectful thing.

"I don't know what I feel towards His Majesty" Zinn replied and looked solemn. Zinn indeed really did not know what he felt towards Frost. It could be a sense of admiration, liking, love, it could be because Frost often teases Zinn to cause a temporary feeling of liking in the woman.

Zinn could only be pensive to see that short scene. I even have magic power stronger than His Majesty! Why is he the only one who can destroy the Magic Circle and I can't? asked Zinn inwardly, irritated.

Frost could see Zinn's face turning sour, but he had no right to ask, despite the myriad of questions in his head. In the end, the two of them were silent. Lousy.

Zinn felt a strange feeling ambush him. Zinn glanced here and there and stopped his search for Frost, but the man knew nothing. Frost confusion created by Zinn.

"Why?" ask Frost. Frost felt like something was wrong with Zinn. Not usually the owner of the pink eye bead looks panicked, unless there is something dangerous.

"I feel there are many Magic Circles that have been formed in Daffodil. Moreover, in Tillandsia it seemed to exist as well. The man we're looking for has crossed the Tillandsia border and is now heading to Quetzal" Zinn explained. Zinn did not know why he could sense those Magic Circle Patterns, but he felt confident that the maker would soon enter the Quetzal area.

"Then, did you want to stop him?"

Zinn stared intently at Frost. "Of course he has to be stopped! If you feel any objection, Your Majesty, you don't need to follow me" Zinn said.

"Don't get too emotional, Ganache. I didn't say I wasn't going to follow you. Wherever you are, there I am, too" said Frost, inadvertently teasing Zinn.

Zinn's face hinted red like a ripe tomato, he immediately turned his body around and said, "Your mouth is so sweet, Your Majesty. We better hurry up. In Daffodil it seems like there are still survivors. Before going to Tillandsia, we better find the survivors and ask them about this. I'm sure we'll find something useful."

"As you wish, Empress." Frost kissed the back of Zinn's hand, pulled the young woman into his arms and lifted her up, then left the log house.

Frost closed his eyes for a moment while walking down the path that led him and Zinn past the houses of the people in Daffodil. As he opened his eyes, Frost's bead emitted a bright light that resembled an incandescent light at night.

"Your eyes…?"

"I can see through something with these eyes. Will speed up the search for survivors right, Ganache?"