Whispering Verse

Shade's voice was captured by Lesia. The red-haired girl raised her head and looked at the girl on the stage monologue:

"Yes, let's take a look at how small folk groups interpret the modern meaning of ancient fairy tales of this era. Oh, Shade, shut up and watch the show."

As he spoke, he took Shade's right hand with his left hand and held it tightly. Although Shade didn't quite understand the connection between holding his hand and shutting his mouth, he still watched the drama honestly.

The performance started at 7:20 and ended at around 9:10, when the last act was performed. To be honest, although Shade doesn't know much about the art of opera, he can still tell the difference between the performance here and the performance in a regular opera house. However, such a folk theater performance can bring the actors closer to the audience, which is completely different from watching a show in a distant box with a telescope.

This more real and simple performance was recognized by the audience. After the performance, the actors who took the curtain call received very warm applause.

After the performance, the audience discussed the content of the performance and left in twos and threes. Shade and Lesia left last because they were in the last row. Before they left the yard, the girl who had not yet taken off her makeup and was holding up the hem of the cumbersome skirt hurriedly walked through the door on the low wall and came over:

"Wait a minute, Detective Hamilton!"

Lesia held Shade's hand, so Shade stopped and turned around to look curiously at the girl in her twenties:

"Hello, do you know me?"

The girl wearing makeup smiled and nodded:

"Yes, Miss Louisa mentioned that you are coming tonight, and she also said that you must be the most handsome one. Before I went on stage, I was wondering if I could tell the difference. When I saw your face just now, I knew that you must be That’s Shad Hamilton.”

This was the first time that Shade encountered this way of praising someone. At least Lesia had a smile on her face.

"Thank you for coming to our performance. Miss Louisa has given great support to our Jasmine Opera Company."

She lowered her head and bowed to Shade, who quickly moved away:

"You can go to Dorothy yourself and say thank you."

"Miss Louisa never lets us thank her."

She said again without disturbing Shade any more:

"We know that you are familiar with her. Is it convenient to pass this on to her?"

She handed the script for tonight's performance to Shade:

"Miss Louisa said this was her teaching material."

Lesia on the side smiled and squeezed Shade's hand, and Shade knew that it would be used in class next Saturday.

"no problem."

"Farewell then, Mr. Hamilton. Farewell, the pretty red-haired lady."

She did not delay Shade and Lesia any longer, and said goodbye to them politely. Shade and Lesia also said goodbye to her, and then left the yard and returned to the street together.

"how do you feel?"

Because it was already dark and there were not many people on the street, Her Royal Highness the Princess boldly took Shade's arm.

"A very good show, a very good date."

"You see, I don't just mind my own business every day. I don't always go to the opera house for appointments arranged by me."

She seemed to be trying to explain to Shade why she hadn't come to see him often recently, but Shade suddenly kissed her on the lips. Lesia was stunned for a moment while touching her lips, and then a flower-like smile bloomed on her face.

They boarded the carriage in Anthem Square and returned to No. 6 Saint Teresa Square. Shade thought that after Lesia stayed at home for a while, she would offer to return to Yodel Palace. After all, he rarely saw Lesia on weekends. Outside the Yodel Palace, spend the night outside. But when they entered the second floor of the home, the enthusiastic girl hugged Shade directly on the sofa and threw him down.

This action is exactly the same as Agelina's.

Shade had no chance to speak again that night, and he couldn't even say hello to little Mia who poked her head out of the bedroom. Lesia fully demonstrated to him the passion of the princess, and that fiery emotion made the two souls embrace each other more closely, showing their respective hearts in the long lonely night.

When the sunshine on Monday morning spilled through the cracks in the curtains into the bedroom on the second floor of No. 6 Saint Teresa Square, Lesia opened her eyes and looked at the familiar ceiling. She felt again that if she could really become Dorothy, she would lose her It would be great if the glory and power of those families could stay with Shade as a common girl.

At this time, Shade had gone to the kitchen to make breakfast, and Mia followed him, trying to make some "pre-dinner snacks" before eating. Lesia lazily sat up from the bed and simply combed her long red hair with her hands.

I straightened the buttons of my ruffled pajamas and was about to go to the bathroom to wash up when a familiar voice suddenly came to my ears:

"You actually asked Shade to cook?"

"Um?"

It was not the voice of "another me" but more like Dorothy's.

"Dorothy?"

Lesia asked in surprise, looking at every corner of the room, and then realized that Dorothy could not appear here before the Day of the Red Butterfly.

She tried to ask in her mind, and after getting a positive answer, she confirmed her identity with some little secrets that even Shade didn't know.

"Before you fell asleep last night, I realized that I could suddenly hear your voice."

Dorothy stood in the bathroom of the apartment on Quill Street, and her voice explained in the ears of Lesia, who was in bedroom No. 6 of Saint Teresa Square:

"This is not mandatory. Mental control can easily enable the closing and opening of this cross-space dialogue. It is even more convenient than our active exchange, but we also need to jointly control the opening and closing. But if you don't pay attention, Under such circumstances, it is not easy to detect such a low whisper. You were too involved last night and ignored me at all, but I listened to it for several hours..."

Even though she was very familiar with it, Lesia still blushed with embarrassment.

When Lesia went to the bathroom to wash up, Dorothy, who was also washing up in her own apartment, taught her how to achieve this convenient conversation at any time. The writer, for the sake of her sleep quality, tried to explore for several hours last night. This brand new ability.

In order to verify the safety of this conversation, Lesia even maintained communication with Dorothy and walked around Shade several times. But apart from Mia looking at her curiously, Shade didn't notice anything unusual at all.

So at the breakfast table, Lesia told Shade about her new "connection" with Dorothy in a tone of talking about new things. On the morning of this new week, Xia De, who was originally in a good mood, suddenly changed his expression. But in order not to worry Lesia, he suppressed his worries and did not show his emotions too much:

"Has your connection continued to strengthen?"

"Yes, although we could exchange souls to exchange information before, it is not as convenient as this after all."

The beautiful princess was very happy with this change:

"When Dorothy and I learn how to convert 'heart sounds' into real sounds, even if one of us is not with you, we can still participate in the conversation... Oh, Dorothy said there is no way to do this, she I tried it last night, but it was not a 'heart sound', but something more complicated, so I couldn't transmit it."

Shade pursed his lips and didn't know what to say. Lecia saw his emotions:

"Are you worried?"

"Of course I'm worried. Moreover, it doesn't seem like you actively want to integrate, but a natural change."

Lesia looked at him with a smile, as if she was not worried at all about losing her current self and becoming someone else:

"Knight, then take action to 'save' your princesses. Dorothy and I will fully cooperate with all your requests, as long as you think it is beneficial to us. Even for you, we will I won’t choose to actively become a person.”

She shook her finger at Shade:

"There is only one request. You cannot tell others about the uniqueness of Dorothy and I. The only people who fully understand this matter now are you and the pair of red butterflies at Fort Midhill. I don't want anyone else to know about us. thing."

"I see."

Shade lowered his head and said.

"But why?"

After sending Lesia, who had left with the film in the foyer, into the carriage that Agelina was riding in, he looked at Mia above and said softly.

Little Mia said "meow~" and didn't understand what it meant. "She" in her ear said softly:

[This is indeed not their own choice, but a natural process in which the soul and the "other self" are further integrated. Last night you had close contact with Lesia Cavendish's soul, and the entire transformation process was observed. 】

"Why didn't you... last night?"

[Telling you this, could you suddenly stop and tell Lesia Cavendish that you are leaving now to find Luvia Anat to help solve the problem? 】

Shade thought about the scene for a moment:

"It's humorous. If I had done that, well...I would have been punched unconscious and not woken up until this morning."

He closed his eyes and patted his face to calm down, planning to take the last demon gold coin and go find Luvia to inquire about the situation.

Suddenly he heard the sound of Mia jumping up the stairs. When he opened his eyes, he saw the cat trotting all the way to his feet, meowing for him to pick him up. When Shade picked up little Mia, the orange and white cat meowed docilely while squinting its eyes and rubbing its face against Shade's chest.

A smile appeared on Shade's face:

"I always feel like you're not as smart as a cat."

But Mia's action still calmed down Shade:

"There is no way to solve the problem in haste. Now that the problem has been discovered, it is better than not knowing anything at all."

He gently rubbed the cat's little head and walked towards the basement.