Nanotchka

The pampered young miss and decorated military tactician of the Anisen household once asked, 
“Why do I have to be the sacrificial lamb?"

The Crown Prince of Tissuria in his younger days once declared, 
“I will marry you when we grow up.”

The trusted retainer once informed the grown Crown Prince, 
“The replacement bride was reluctant to take on the role.” 

Vaughn smirked. He knew that Zenia would likely refuse the marriage.

“Should we continue monitoring the movements of the siblings, my Lord?”

“Yes, that’s already a given. A prey like that is not easy to capture and keep.”

The Crown Prince promised, 
“We will meet again soon Zenia. It’s time to put you to your rightful place.”

Join Zenia and Vaughn in their crazy and funny adventures as they uncover 
the truth and witness how they nurture their love to stand the test of time. 

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The Prince's Runaway Bride

Damien finally reached the Left Minister's estate. The steward received him and took him to where the Left Minister was.

"Greetings, grandfather. Why did you need to see me? Did you receive important information that you need to discuss with me?" Damien immediately asked his grandfather after his greeting.

The Left Minister did not like Damien's tone and manner of questioning. Although he was the Ninth Prince, he was still one of his pawns. Without him, Damien had no power. No one would be willing to follow a nobody like him.

The Left Minister let it slide and pointed at the chair. Damien pulled out the chair and sat.

You’re Awake, Son-In-Law