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

Vaughn and Zenia rode non-stop, except when they ate their packed food. Vaughn's admiration for Thunderbolt had risen once more. He never slowed down and did not show signs of fatigue even though two people were riding him. Thunderbolt and Zenia had a strong connection and the beast knew that his master was pressing for time. His loyalty to his master was beyond anyone's imagination.

They reached Gretia in just five hours. It was already lunchtime, and they ate all their packed foods on the way. Zenia's stomach was grumbling, and Vaughn hoped that the meal had been prepared upon their arrival in Ruvin's family villa.

"Wait!" Vaughn stopped Zenia when she was about to barge in.

"You're wearing a dress right now, and you don't look like a guard at all."

Zenia looked at her self and sighed, "Oh, I forgot about this. I guess we should sneak in and find Zeze so I can change my clothes. I can bring him his change of clothes later."

Sneaky, Sneaky, Sneaky