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

"A host is a male counterpart of a woman who works in bro…"

Zenia covered Rodham's mouth and smiled, "That look is the one that you need to have to welcome the guests tomorrow. With that kind of look, many female customers will surely flock the restaurant."

Vaughn finally understood what Rodham was trying to say earlier while the Young Duke remained oblivious. Vaughn shook his head.

'This little devil is at it again.'

"Now give me a smile to make those maidens fall for you even more."

The Young Duke tried his best to flash a winning smile.

"Your smile is too stiff. You look constipated. Try again."

Duke Gordon was shocked when he heard her say those words without batting an eyelid.

"Young Madam!" Rodham could no longer contain it and shouted.

Duke Gordon was beginning to doubt his initial judgment regarding Zenia's purity. As if something struck him, he remembered a significant piece of information.

The Work Begins