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

"Greetings, grandfather," Odette stood up upon seeing the approaching Left Minister and curtsied.

"What brings you here, my granddaughter?" He greeted back with a smile and motioned for her to sit down.

If it was the Ninth Prince, the Left Minister wouldn't show that kind of face to his grandson. Currently, it was Odette who could provide him with great benefits. She is, after all, the first daughter of the King of Prazia. She could inherit the throne someday since King Odhran did not appoint any of his wives as the Queen of Prazia. There was no legitimate heir, and the first-born child would naturally fill up that position.

Odette told the Left Minister the content of the report that Damien was supposed to get. The Left Minister sneered, and then laughed out loud.

"Based on the report, victory will soon be ours."

"Are you going to take back what's rightfully yours, grandfather?"

Gathering the Forces (Part 1)