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well well well a new pretty addition to the harem...

and with lizel's reaction to him, the pendant and the earrings its seems like His Majesty will win him at the end uh huh0-0 [me creating my own side stories because this manga doesnt have enough chapters dfghjkl;]

DFGHJKL; JUST FOR THAT LINE HE WINS!!!!!!!!!

#odayaka kizoku no kyuuka no susume #a gentle noble's vacation recommendation #lizel #heika #gil #eleven #anime #anime recommendation #anime character

ℍ𝕖𝕚𝕜𝕒, 𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕊𝕡𝕚𝕣𝕚𝕥 𝕠𝕗 𝕊𝕡𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕥𝕚𝕞𝕖🌿

𝘍𝘰𝘳 𝘴𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨, 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘦𝘹𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘳, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥 𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘰𝘥𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘢 𝘣𝘭𝘶𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘯𝘰𝘸…𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘪𝘥𝘢𝘭 𝘸𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘱𝘩𝘺𝘴𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘭 𝘦𝘹𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘬 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘰𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦, 𝘵𝘰 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘩𝘶𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘴 𝘥𝘪𝘥, 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘨𝘰𝘯𝘦. 𝘐𝘳𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘪𝘣𝘭𝘺 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘯𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘸𝘰 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘻𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘭𝘺 𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦--𝘢 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘺 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝘏𝘦𝘳 𝘷𝘰𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘬𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦, "𝘐…𝘐 𝘯𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘪𝘴𝘩 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘰 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘺 𝘸𝘰𝘰𝘥𝘴, 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘺 𝘮𝘺𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧, 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘯𝘰 𝘰𝘯𝘦…𝘯𝘰 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩…𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩, 𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩…" __________________________꧁꧂____________________________

Heika is a muse I have had for quite a long time, a spirit of springtime who is blessed, or perhaps cursed, to keep inside the forest of her birth--forever tied to it. She is a Cervitaur with a long branching tail whose body produces flowers, herbs, fruits, critters and various other forms of life--a personification of the planet's rebirth after the harsher winter months. Essentially an immortal being; ageless and free from death, finds herself having revived far from the land of her creation after a fire devastates the woods. Now she has been touched by humanity, a foreign thing she has no understanding of. Whilst traveling these strange lands she questions herself, and her identity; with no memories to guide her, once again born anew, but changed.

Time has come to Heika, the footstep of doom that can never be healed--the scar of humanity on her being. The purity of the woods never to be reclaimed…there was now a mortal element to her; one that no amount of time could reverse. A bitter lesson every wanderer learns: you can never go back. It isn't there anymore. And despite the impossibly large trauma this has caused..she presses onward, seeing beyond the blur of her home and taking in the enormity of the world with a restful mind, an eager gait, and peaceful eyes.

𝘐𝘴 𝘪𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘭 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘫𝘰𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘧 𝘪𝘵 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘰𝘸, 𝘳𝘦𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘵 𝘰𝘳 𝘴𝘢𝘥𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴? 𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨?

After a wonderful interaction with @aquatic-hybrid, I simply had to illustrate her, as she is no longer destined to walk alone on this long journey. A kindred soul has found her, one she will be able to dance in the moonlight with, drink sweet nectar with, and sing the songs of stars to.

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On a less decorative note: I simply had to draw Vesstan's reaction to her--I did not expect to enjoy these two as quickly as I did; but their interactions brought many genuine smiles to my face as I wrote. Vesstan belongs to @aquatic-hybrid!