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

The visit with the Queen went well. Vaughn and Zenia still could not believe that they could get so much information from the Queen. Vaughn partly blamed himself for not seeing the Queen often. If he did, he might have learned all of it before.

The carriage was awfully quiet. Zenia was not used to it. She had no idea what Vaughn was thinking.

"Not now, Zenzen. Let's wait until we reach home."

Vaughn was in deep thought, and Zenia felt like he was somewhere she could not reach.

'What are you thinking about now?'

She kept looking at him, but he just rubbed his chin with his left hand while he held her hand with his right. He would sometimes squeeze Zenia's hand, but he refused to look at her. He knew that his wife was looking at him.

Zenia could no longer wait for him. She had decided to cut his train of thought.

The Next Step (Part 3)