#Rishe Irmgard Weitzner

[romancemedia]

RISHE IRMGARD WEITZNER and ARNOLD HEIN make their engagement official by placing the ring on her finger in 7TH TIME LOOP FINALE 1X12: THE MOST BEAUTIFUL THING

[deathberi]

✧･ﾟ: * ･ﾟ RISHE IRMGARD WEITZNER | 7th Time Loop

[flower4rest]

"When the crown falls soft. Part 2"

Arnold Hein x Rishe Weitzner

Part 1 here.

That night the moonlight spilled across the room in soft silver streams, painting the edges of the furniture in a delicate glow. Galkhein’s night had a certain quiet to it, as if the world itself was holding its breath.

Rishe sat on the edge of her bed, her fingers gently brushing the spine of the book in her lap, though she wasn’t reading anymore. Her thoughts wandered—back to that moment with Arnold, the way his voice had softened, the way his hands had held her. She could still feel the heat of his touch on her skin, the warmth of his embrace when he had pulled her close.

Her heart fluttered, a strange mixture of longing and something else that made her pulse race. Why did he always make her feel so… aware? Of every little thing?

The soft sound of the door creaking open broke the stillness. She didn’t turn immediately, but she could feel his presence, like a magnetic pull drawing her attention.

Arnold’s voice came low, soft, as if he didn’t want to disturb the fragile quiet of the night. “I thought I’d find you here.”

Rishe glanced over her shoulder, her lips curving into a knowing smile and stood up. "In my own room at night?"

He stepped forward, the faint glow of the lanterns illuminating the sharp features of his face, the way his jaw clenched slightly, his eyes watching her with an intensity that made her heart skip a beat.

“I’ve been thinking,” he said slowly, as he walked closer, the sound of his boots muffled by the carpet. “About you. About everything that’s been happening.”

Rishe’s pulse quickened. “What about me?”

He stopped just in front of her, close enough that she could feel the warmth radiating from his body. He reached up, fingers brushing along her cheek, the touch as soft as a whisper. His thumb traced the line of her jaw, and his eyes never left hers.

“About how you’ve gotten under my skin,” he murmured. “How I never expected this... *us*.”

She leaned into his touch, her heart racing in her chest. “And how do you feel about that?”

His gaze darkened, but his voice remained steady, almost hushed. “I’m scared, Rishe. Scared of what you make me want. Scared of what this means.”

She felt the heat rise to her cheeks, the vulnerability in his words pulling at something deep inside of her. She stepped closer, closing the space between them, her hand reaching up to rest against his chest. She could feel the steady beat of his heart beneath her palm.

“Arnold,” she whispered, her voice soft but firm, “I don’t know where this is going, but I know that I want to go there with you.”

He leaned down slowly, his lips brushing against her forehead in a tender kiss that made her heart ache. Then, pulling back just enough to look into her eyes, he whispered, “You drive me mad, Rishe. You make me feel things I don’t know how to handle.”

Her lips curved into a teasing smile, and she took a small step back. “Maybe you just need to stop overthinking it.”

He chuckled softly, a sound that was equal parts amusement and something more. Something she couldn’t quite name.

“I suppose you’re right,” he murmured, moving closer again. “But it’s hard not to think when every moment with you feels like something more.”

Before she could respond, he cupped her face in his hands, his thumbs gently brushing the corners of her mouth as he leaned in, his lips capturing hers in a kiss that was deep, slow, full of longing. She melted into it, her arms slipping around his neck, drawing him closer as if she couldn’t get enough of him.

The kiss deepened, their breaths mingling, the world outside disappearing entirely. Time didn’t matter anymore. There was only the feel of his lips on hers, the way his hands roamed to her back, pulling her against him, as if trying to fuse them together.

When they finally pulled away, both breathless, Arnold rested his forehead against hers.

“I don’t want to be apart from you,” he admitted, his voice rough, almost desperate.

Rishe’s eyes fluttered closed as she leaned into his touch, her heart pounding in her chest. “Then don’t be,” she whispered.

He kissed her again, this time with less urgency but with an intensity that left her breathless. His hands moved to her waist, pulling her even closer, as if to make sure she was truly there, in his arms, with him.

She felt his warmth, his presence, wrapping around her like a cocoon, and in that moment, she knew she was exactly where she was meant to be.

Arnold pulled back slightly, his lips curling into a small smile. “I don’t think I’ve ever felt more at peace than when I’m with you.”

Rishe smiled back, a soft, genuine smile that reached her eyes. “Then stay.”

And so, they did. The night stretched on, filled with quiet whispers and gentle touches, the world outside forgotten as they held onto each other, letting the magic of the moment carry them away.

Part 3 in the making

[landofanimes]

Shirayuki in Snow White with the Red Hair Maomao in The Apothecary Diaries Rishe in 7th Time Loop

[ultra-violet-heart]

Rishe, you can't really blame Arnold for asking this

When you have a habit of doing this

Really, what did you expect 😂🤣

[flowers-of-rosaria]

Arrishe :: Anime vs Light Novel Color Illustrations Volumes 1 & 2

I'm asking you to become my wife

[murasaki-cha]

Everyone including Rishe: Why did Prince Arnold get engaged?

Arnold: Because I'm in love with Rishe

Everyone including Rishe: he must have some sort of plot

Arnold: I'm literally just in love with Rishe that's why

Everyone including Rishe: he's so secretive what a mystery

Arnold: ......

[edensania]

Rishe & Arnold ♡

[h3art2heart]

Well she wasn't wrong...

[inahochi]

7TH TIME LOOP (2024)

#01. return of the crown prince

[couldtheycatchkira]

[romancemedia]

RISHE IRMGARD WEITZER believes her soon-to-be husband, ARNOLD HEIN is a good person in 7TH TIME LOOP 1X05: ANOTHER KIND OF TRADE

[deathberi]

[flower4rest]

"Baked mess"

Arnold Hein x Rishe Weitzner

It was late in the evening, and the dim glow of the kitchen lanterns cast soft shadows across the room. Rishe stood alone, her sleeves rolled up as she carefully measured ingredients, humming quietly to herself. She had decided to bake something special, but the kitchen cabinets were just a little too high for her to reach. Determined, she climbed onto the counter, stretching up to retrieve the flour and oil from the cupboard.

Lost in concentration, she didn't notice Arnold quietly entering the kitchen. He leaned against the doorway, watching her with an amused expression as she balanced on her tiptoes. Just as she grabbed the oil, she suddenly felt a presence nearby. Turning her head slightly, she gasped upon seeing Arnold so close. Startled, she lost her footing, slipping from the counter with a small yelp.

Before she could hit the ground, strong arms caught her effortlessly. "What exactly were you up to?" Arnold asked, his voice calm yet curious as he held her securely in his grasp.

Before Rishe could answer, disaster struck. The open can of oil toppled from the shelf, spilling its contents onto them, and almost immediately after, the bag of flour followed suit. A thick cloud of white dust filled the air, coating them both from head to toe.

Coughing through the mess, Rishe quickly pulled a handkerchief from her pocket and pressed it to Arnold's nose and mouth, muffling his coughs. Without a word, he carried her out of the kitchen, their footprints leaving a trail of flour behind them.

In the hallway, they both took a moment to catch their breath. Rishe glanced up at him, trying to suppress a giggle, but the sight of him covered in flour was too much. The laughter bubbled up uncontrollably, and before she knew it, she was laughing freely. Arnold raised an eyebrow at her, but then, seeing how ridiculous they both looked, a chuckle escaped his lips. That chuckle soon turned into full laughter, something rare and unfamiliar to him.

Their laughter was loud enough to draw attention. Oliver and a few knights, who had been searching for Rishe, followed the sound. When Oliver turned the corner, he froze, his eyes widening in disbelief. Never had he seen Arnold laugh—let alone laugh so openly and carefreely. The knights behind him shared the same stunned expression.

Oliver cleared his throat, finally regaining his composure. "I hate to interrupt, but the prince is needed for urgent paperwork."

Arnold, still slightly chuckling, looked down at Rishe, who was still in his arms. Only then did he gently place her back on her feet. "I suppose I'll have to leave the cleanup to you then," he mused, offering her a smirk before walking off with Oliver.

The knights remained behind as Rishe sighed, shaking her head. With a determined nod, she rolled up her sleeves and got to work cleaning the kitchen. But as she did, an idea struck her. Since she was already there, she might as well finish baking. Before long, the sweet aroma of freshly baked blueberry muffins filled the kitchen. As they cooled, she quickly washed up and prepared to take them to Arnold—after all, that had been her original plan before everything went haywire.

On her way to his office, she spotted Oliver again. Smiling, she handed him a muffin, knowing full well about his sweet tooth. He blinked in surprise before accepting it with a quiet, appreciative nod.

When she reached Arnold’s office, she knocked twice—her familiar signal. Upon hearing his acknowledgment, she entered with a bright smile and took a seat across from him. Without a word, she handed him a muffin.

"I wanted to taste them together with you," she said softly, watching as he took the first bite.

For a few moments, they ate in comfortable silence, the warmth of the muffins complementing the warmth of the moment. Then, Rishe set her muffin down and smiled. "I know things got a little messy, but... I had a lot of fun tonight."

Arnold looked at her, a small smirk playing on his lips. "Oh? Is that so?"

She nodded, then, before she could stop herself, she blurted out, "You're cute when you laugh."

Silence filled the room. Her eyes widened as she realized what she had just said. A deep blush spread across her cheeks, and she instantly looked away, mortified.

Arnold, on the other hand, simply stared at her, his expression unreadable. But inside, he could feel something shift—a warmth he couldn’t quite describe.

I'll fall over and over for her, he thought to himself, a rare, genuine smile gracing his lips.

[noodlesoup1819]

i just finished volume 1 of the 7th Time Loop LN and

Oliver: Your wife, who constantly claims to want nothing more than to laze around in bed, has turned the villa into a school for new maids, effectively fixing our staffing problem, has made connections with a large up and coming merchant company by curing the owners little sisters illness, giving her connections to their connections all over the world, has concocted a scheme to give the poor people in the slums work, boosting our economy, and has now formed a friendship with your little brother, the person who tried to kidnap her, and has access to all of his connections...

Oliver: It seems as though your wife is building up her factions.

Arnold (not at all concerned, mostly amused): She's hilarious isn't she? I wonder what she'll do next...