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

"M-Madam, why did you suddenly include Master Mardox's name in our conversation? He died a long time ago. When Master Monsat ordered his men to come after me, I decided to flee and Shadora was the first destination that came to my mind."

Zenia smirked, "Chief Elder, I'm simply asking about Master Mardox's take on the matter, or are you hiding something else from us? Keep in mind that the Dark Magic Lord and King Odhran must be brewing something evil right at this moment. You said so yourself, the soldiers of Tissuria and Ishelon are formidable. You don't need to worry about how we deal with the Dark Magic Lord's men. We will find a way, and you and your master are going to help us."

Chief Elder's mouth twitched when he heard her mentioned his master again.

"Madam, don't you mean my teacher, the last mage of Shadora."

Zenia smiled sheepishly, "Whether he's the last mage of Shadora or Master Mardox, both identities belong to one person, isn't it?"

Tell Us the Truth (Part 1)